There is an art to writing poetry. And we are blessed to have Treepers here who are able to master this art…and share it with us.
Their Work shines out and illuminates our Tree. Their reflections touch our hearts and give us food for thought.
This thread is a place for us to collect their Work and revisit it again. A place to curate and display these poetic works so that we can find them easily.
Just like a tiny acorn that, once planted, can grow into a mighty tree…the thoughts that our talented Poets share with us, give us inspiration to grow and fortify us going forward.
I would ask that when you post a Poem that has been posted, to please include a link to the post where it appeared. That way we can take a peek at where it appeared when the Poet originally posted it.
In case you are unfamiliar with how to do this…you simply cursor over the Time Stamp underneath the poster’s name, then right-click on it and click on ‘Copy link’. Then paste it into your comment here, by right-clicking on where you want to put it…and click on ‘Paste’.
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There are other classic poetic works that are eerily relevant to our current Time. Please feel free to post those as well, if you like.
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This is a recent post from our Bakocarl, which has one of his beautiful Poems within it:
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May 23, 2019 at 01:05
Many, many people that we meet live their lives unnoticed and unrecognized by us, living in the background quietly and meekly but, in the aggregate, doing far more of the Lord’s work than those who are standing up in front to be recognized.
The Little Sparrow
I’m like a little sparrow
As I flit along my way;
Both unseen and unnoticed
During each and every day.
Life is full of little things
And I guess that I’m just one,
Helping others when I can
Until each day is done.
I’m happy to let others
Be in front and take the lead.
I don’t want recognition
As I do my little deeds.
Each day I walk along my path
But not to be seen by men.
Seeing someone else’s smile
Makes me smile, time and again.
God saved me only by His grace
And started my life anew:
Made in Christ to do good works
That God prepared for me to do.
God’s eye is on the sparrow,
So I know He watches me,
And I’m content to serve the One
Who died to set me free.
For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith – and this not from yourselves, it is the gift of God – not by works, so that no one can boast. For we are God’s workmanship, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do.
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This is where it appeared:
https://wqth.wordpress.com/2019/05/23/dear-maga-20190523-open-topic/comment-page-1/#comment-155115
How fortunate are we that this melodious little sparrow has has constructed his nest in Wolf’s Q Tree?
Very fortunate indeed. Such beautiful sounds emanating from that particular branch…
Thank you, Bakocarl, for sharing your exquisite words of wisdom.
This is another one of Bakocarl’s wonderful poems.
He posted this when he first found our Q-Tree:
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May 8, 2019 at 14:36
As I walked down today’s path in the wood,
Planning to perch on my branch in the tree,
I spied a new, smaller path as I stood
And, looking onward as far as I could,
Tried to see if this new path suited me.
Where I was going, I’d perched there for years;
A tree, grown large, both well rooted and true,
Full of birds singing songs, but now, less clear,
And the sun, once bright, dimmed by clouds and drear.
I knew at this moment what I must do.
I turned to the right and took this new way,
The light seemed brighter and the way was clear.
Ahead, a clearing, bathed in the sun’s rays
And a small, green tree, some birds in array,
Singing songs of freedom, hope and good cheer.
As I approached, I saw more birds perched there,
And a small, sharp shovel leaning nearby.
Just then, I knew, this tree, tended with care,
Might have a little perch for me, somewhere,
To settle myself in and occupy.
I saw that I knew many birds perched here.
Old friends from before, but now seldom found;
Old friends with whom I share common ground,
Old friends who I know are good and sincere.
Amwick, GA/FL, and LadyP,
Pat, PRising, Sylvia, Covfefe,
Daughn, Gil, Gail, Marica and Mousey,
Curry, NEFilly and, of course, PHC,
And wolfmoon, yes, wolfie, tending the tree.
I’ll try to be nice and I won’t throw food,
‘Cause Wheatie’s made rules, so that we play fair.
I’ll be sure that I’m not crude, rude or lewd,
But will write poems, when I’m in the mood,
And bask in the light and breathe the fresh air.
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This is where it appeared:
https://wqth.wordpress.com/2019/05/08/dear-maga-20190508-open-topic/comment-page-2/#comment-144009
This is from our Commander Wolf.
He’s been holding out on us…I didn’t know he was a poet too.
Heheh. 😃😁
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May 23, 2019 at 02:59
Hillary Billary hit the Trump Wall
Hillary Billary took a great fall
All the king’s whores and all the king’s Mensas
Couldn’t come to Hillary’s legal defenses.
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Here is where it appeared:
https://wqth.wordpress.com/2019/05/23/dear-maga-20190523-open-topic/#comment-155162
LMAO! It’s so much funnier when it seems like somebody ELSE posted it! 😀
Thank you for doing this, Wheatie! Sparrows indeed! <3
Another from our Bakocarl:
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May 22, 2019 at 04:57
Wayfaring Strangers
Life’s highway is a rocky path,
Covered in mud and strewn with holes,
With many traps along the way
To lure and snare our weary souls.
We’re all poor, wayfaring strangers,
Trudging through life’s troubled ways.
Dark clouds gather all around us,
Destructive storms to mark our days.
In life no matter what we do,
We can’t succeed on our own deeds.
We won’t find our way to heaven
Until our sinful soul is freed.
We don’t have the goodness in us
To overcome sin’s evil grip.
In life’s uncharted raging seas,
We live aboard a sinking ship.
All’s not lost, we have a Savior,
Navigator, Pilot and Friend,
Who gave His life just to save us,
To win our victory in the end.
Though we walk along our pathways,
Plodding and weary in ragged clothes,
We give our trust to our Savior,
Believing that He died and rose.
On that day when our path’s end nears,
Our time runs out, our days are gone,
We’ll look up to see His glory
And His face in eternity’s dawn.
http://mariah.stonemarche.org/livhis/stranger.jpg
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Here is where it appeared:
https://wqth.wordpress.com/2019/05/22/dear-maga-20190522-open-topic/comment-page-1/#comment-154424
I saved this prayer poem that BakoCarl posted September 3, 2017 at 1:27 pm
Thy Will Be Done
The winds shriek and howl and the waters churn,
But we don’t listen. Will we ever learn?
This wicked world seeks wealth, fame and power,
But God owns this day, and this is His hour.
Our Father in Heaven, we turn to You,
For only You know just what to do.
Only You are our Father who cares,
And we come to You, humbly, with our prayers.
We pray for the safety of those in harm’s way,
Hold them in Your hands all through these days.
We pray for the peace of those who now fear,
Hold them in Your arms. Let them know You’re near.
We pray for Your blessings on those who give aid,
Hold them on Your paths, never to stray.
We pray for Your guidance to those who lead,
Hold them to Your will and care for their needs.
We pray for ourselves, to find when we seek,
That our walk with You be humble and meek.
We pray for our country, that all turn to You
For guidance and blessings in all that we do.
Al though we pray for our safety today,
We know that Your will is the only Way.
We know that our sin hinders Your peace,
But when Your Truth triumphs, then sin will cease.
And though we are destined for war and strife,
We look to our future, for You are our Life.
Safety and peace: it’s for those we plead,
But when all’s said and done, it’s revival we need.
May we turn to You for our joy and peace,
For in our blessed future, they will never cease.
We’re not of this world, and so we pray
For Your coming quickly. May this be the day.
Until that day when You come in the clouds,
May we turn to You in throngs and crowds;
But no matter what happens, the things to come,
We pray above all that Thy will be done.
Thy Will Be Done
The winds shriek and howl and the waters churn,
But we don’t listen. Will we ever learn?
This wicked world seeks wealth, fame and power,
But God owns this day, and this is His hour.
Our Father in Heaven, we turn to You,
For only You know just what to do.
Only You are our Father who cares,
And we come to You, humbly, with our prayers.
We pray for the safety of those in harm’s way,
Hold them in Your hands all through these days.
We pray for the peace of those who now fear,
Hold them in Your arms. Let them know You’re near.
We pray for Your blessings on those who give aid,
Hold them on Your paths, never to stray.
We pray for Your guidance to those who lead,
Hold them to Your will and care for their needs.
We pray for ourselves, to find when we seek,
That our walk with You be humble and meek.
We pray for our country, that all turn to You
For guidance and blessings in all that we do.
Al though we pray for our safety today,
We know that Your will is the only Way.
We know that our sin hinders Your peace,
But when Your Truth triumphs, then sin will cease.
And though we are destined for war and strife,
We look to our future, for You are our Life.
Safety and peace: it’s for those we plead,
But when all’s said and done, it’s revival we need.
May we turn to You for our joy and peace,
For in our blessed future, they will never cease.
We’re not of this world, and so we pray
For Your coming quickly. May this be the day.
Until that day when You come in the clouds,
May we turn to You in throngs and crowds;
But no matter what happens, the things to come,
We pray above all that Thy will be done.
Amen
Link – https://theconservativetreehouse.com/2017/09/03/september-3rd-2017-presidential-politics-trump-administration-day-227/comment-page-3/#comment-4339772
I love that you saved this, Georgia! It’s a bit of a heartfelt reminder of our old abode as well!
Thank you so much, GA/FL!! I wasn’t OT in 2017, and would have missed it!!! ❤️❤️
And another BakoCarl poem from June 13, 2017 at 12:45 pm
God’s Army and the War
We look at the world all around us,
And we see all the evil and say,
There’s a war between men in this world,
The good men fight, keeping evil at bay.
We think there’s a heavy burden on us,
This fight that may engulf you or me,
But the struggle is not against flesh and blood,
Though it’s armies of men that we see.
This war and the armies are much bigger;
But men of this world are not the source.
We fight against powers of this dark world,
And their evil spiritual force.
Elisha, God’s prophet, warned Israel’s king
Of the Arameans plans to attack.
So Aram’s king sent his army at night,
Surrounding Elisha. He’d never get back.
Elisha’s servant rose early that day,
And saw they were trapped, all hemmed in.
“I’m afraid, Elisha, what shall we do?”
Elisha answered, perhaps with a grin:
Don’t be afraid, was what the prophet said,
Those with us are much more than that army.
And Elisha prayed to our and his God,
“O Lord, open his eyes and let him see!”
Then the servant looked, looked up and saw
Hills full of horses, chariots of fire;
A huge army of angels, sent by God,
All protecting Elisha and his squire.
God’s got the power; He’s in control.
His forces will win in this evil war.
All will proceed according to His plan,
With Him, we’ll be victors, and much more.
What shall we say to all of these things?
If God is for us, then who can oppose?
Should we sit back and leave it all to God,
Trusting in His Son, Who died and arose?
We run the race and must fight the good fight,
Strong in the Lord, secure His power.
We are given the full armor of God
To take our stand against evil’s hour.
When evil comes, we’ll wear God’s armor:
The belt of truth buckled around our waist,
The breastplate of righteousness all in place,
Guarded from arrows by the shield of faith.
With readiness from the gospel of peace,
Our feet will be fitted and firmly shod.
All with the helmet of salvation,
And the Spirit’s sword – the Word of God.
With God’s armor, we can take our stand,
And with the strength we get from prayers.
Final victory is ours, glory to God,
And eternal rest in His merciful care.
Link – https://theconservativetreehouse.com/2017/06/13/june-13th-2017-presidential-politics-trump-administration-day-145/comment-page-3/#comment-4027515
Darn!!! All that work, and I’m NOT in the Daily Open Thread. Grrrrr. Please delete, I’m post it in the Open Thread.
Are you sure you want it deleted?
I will wait till you get it reposted over in the Daily Open…and then do it, if you’re sure you don’t mind.
Oh, yes, for sure. I am so sorry. I opened the wrong thread this morning – sometimes our Daily threads have a kind of title to them, so I took this one as the Daily. 🙂
Thank you, Wheatie, for saving Lady P’s thread! They’re all so good!! And THANK YOU for THIS wonderful thread!!!
I am so glad you like it, Jan.
😌😊
From April 4, 2019 at 8:59 pm
The Art of MAGA
Well, it’s shoulda, woulda, and coulda,
The self-annointed know-it-alls say.
PTrump shoulda, woulda and coulda,
Their favorite tune, sung all day.
A bit too little, they won’t agree,
A bit too much and they’ll say nay,
They claim PTrump broke promises,
And love to use the word “betray”.
Listen to them whine, bitch and complain
After reading some rumor, yet once again,
Or falling for some tale, put out by trolls,
Never knowing it’s nothing but spin.
Trump made his promises, time after time,
All through the campaign and after he won.
Anyone with at least half of a brain
Could clearly see what he’d try to get done.
But then, when some feel there’s a delay,
As though they knew better what will befall,
The Doomers and Gloomers quickly appear
To make, again, their typical miscall.
“Trump’s given up. He’s beaten this time”.
“Trump’s switched over to the other side.”
“Trump broke his promise, intruders still come.”
“Trump’s word’s no good. He betrayed us. He lied.”
Some forget Trump’s the Master of the Deal.
What he says and does, furthers his ends.
Give some, get a lot. It’s the way to win.
Don’t be too stiff; got to learn how to bend.
Keep your hand close to your vest,
And never show your cards too soon.
If your goal is high earth orbit,
You’ve got to always shoot for the moon.
It’s all about the negotiation,
But don’t burn bridges that you can’t mend.
Bluffing, feinting, misdirection, too –
But don’t be enemies; win as a friend.
When it’s all over, deliver the goods;
Fulfill your promises, every one.
Then you’ll have a good reputation.
You’ll be on top, rivaled by none.
Most blessed we are, to have such a man
Making America great again.
Restoring our country, our flag and God,
To which we can now all say “Amen.”
Link – https://theconservativetreehouse.com/2019/04/04/april-4th-2019-presidential-politics-trump-administration-day-805/comment-page-4/#comment-6875751
We should all read this one every day!
My apologies, Wheatie. I think you have the power to delete the comment. Was in the wrong thread – didn’t realize it wasn’t the Daily thread! So sorry. 🙁 🙁
No problem, LadyP.
😌🙂
I really hate to delete things…but it this case it was just an innocent case of misplacement.
Since I see that you’ve transferred all that work to the Daily Open Thread, I will go ahead and make this one disappear.
Here is a link to it so that people can see your comment that you moved:
https://wqth.wordpress.com/2019/05/23/dear-maga-20190523-open-topic/comment-page-1/#comment-155258
Thanks a bunch, Wheatie. ❤
I love that this conversation is still here. A bit of site history and the random beauty of God’s universe, preserved along with Carl’s poetry!
Amen, Wolfie!!!
BakoCarl posted on Election Day – November 8, 2016 at 3:40 pm
Delicate Snowflake
I’m a delicate snowflake
Hear me scream and shout!
But if you hurt my feelings
I’ll need my safe place to pout.
I’ll use threats and violence
And ‘muscle’ to get my way.
I have full freedom of speech,
But you can’t have your say.
But, oh, the mental anguish,
I went into a deep shock,
When I discovered a sign
That said “MAGA Trump” in chalk.
It doesn’t matter what you say,
It’ll be a microagression
That will require another
Mental therapy session.
Our preservation depends
On liberal funds and grants,
So we can buy more Kool-Aid
And sing liberal songs and chants.
I quake in terrible fear
Of this election today.
We’ve got to have Hillary
Or we’ll become passé.
If this country elects “T”
(I can’t say his name again)
We’ll all look like silly fools
Much to our bitter chagrin.
We’ll be forced to pay our way,
Actually work at a job.
We’ll be like any other
Middle or lower class slob.
No, I’m sure this will not be,
It’ll never, ever go that far.
I’ll just live in mommy’s basement
And drive my rich daddy’s car.
LINK – https://theconservativetreehouse.com/2016/11/08/november-8th-election-day-2016-presidential-election-open-discussion/comment-page-9/#comment-3211297
I’m not a poet but would like to add Joyce Kilmer’s Tree poem. Ever since coming here and seeing Wheatie’s wonderful tree pictures, and all of our discussions regarding trees, and God, and now poetry – this one might fit.
“I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.”
Very nice! A classic, and extra touching in relation to both this tree and our former one!
“When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the areas of man’s concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of his existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses,…”
– John F. Kennedy
OK, this is already the best thread on the site! No fair! Standards have been raised too high for us authors and mortal commenters! 😉 😀
My poem….
Let these stubborn cowards stand,
On the wrong side of right,
On the shifting sand,
Of faulty sight,
And craven greed,
Someday to cry,
In sorest need,
How wrong was I!
I lived a lie!
8/31/16
Dedicated to James Comey, the Bills (Kristol, Gates, Clinton) and the MSM
I didn’t know you were a poet, GA/FL…I love it!
😀👍
And thank you for all the poems you are posting here!
I’m not a poet, but do love poetry
Along with hymns, which are poems, and Scripture, some of which are poetry and song, poetry has been medicine for me through many a heartache.
I even took a Poetry Therapy class in graduate school, which changed my life in a way that would seem adverse, but took me on a better, healing path.
Forgot to say – the title of the Poem is The Wrong Side of History.
And of course, it’s also dedicated to Romney, Ryan and McCain.
Another MAGA poet – Boojum – posted this great poem on Christmas Day 2015
boojum says:
December 25, 2015 at 9:38 am
Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to all. As a small present I repost below Trumpvictus with the requisite apologies to William E. Henley
Trumpvictus
Out of the night that blights this land
I cling to hope from poll to poll
And thank the man who takes his stand
To Trump the cards elitists hold
Despite the RINO’s worst attacks
Despite the wrathful PC crowd
He tells the truth, destroys the hacks
His hair unruffled, head unbowed
Before he rose to show a way
Our Republic seemed but doomed to die
But rallied now, we join the fray
Good patriots, come cast the die
It matters not, lean right or left
Those tags were set to cause divide
Tyranny leaves us all bereft
Time to choose sweet Freedom’s side
LINK – https://theconservativetreehouse.com/2015/12/25/december-25th-2016-presidential-election-open-discussion-thread/comment-page-1/#comment-1859888
Very cool that you archived this stuff. This thread was truly an inspired idea, that these savings should not be lost! Praise be to God!
Foibles and follies,
Jibbers and jollies.
While mages make magic,
Their muses make music.
Emeraldstar posted – December 5, 2018 at 10:01 am
Link – https://wqth.wordpress.com/2018/12/05/zeros-paradox/comment-page-1/#comment-16804
RAWHIDES
Dedicated to President Donald John Trump, Master of All Trollers – MOAT
(with apologies to Ned Washington and Frankie Laine)
Trump is trollin’, trollin’
Keepin’ Dem-dogs rollin’
Showin’ up their pollin’
The narrative he’s controllin’
Raw hides!
He keeps the Dem-dogs movin’
Though they’re disapprovin’
Trump is really groovin’
And what he tweets gets proven.
Raw hides!
He won’t try to understand ‘em
He’ll throw, rope and brand ’em.
Herd ’em up in tandem.
Then their a$$es hand ‘em!
Raw hides!
Though they’re calculating
Trump is far out-rating
With his gal Melania by his side
Baiting, waiting, making them bug-eyed,
Soon he’ll expose them far and wide!
Raw hides!
Move ’em on, head ’em up
Head ’em up, move ’em on
Move ’em on – show ’em up!
Rawhides!
Cut ’em out, ride ’em in
Ride ’em in, get ’em out
Vote ’em out – we will win!
Rawhides!
Hawrh!
Cracks whip!
LINK – Georgiafl – 2/18/18 – https://theconservativetreehouse.com/2018/02/18/february-18th-2018-presidential-politics-trump-administration-day-395/comment-page-2/#comment-5028918
Love it! 😀
Love it, GA/FL!!!!
I promised wolfie I’d put an updated version of a recently posted poem in the new Poetry Tree, which, by the way, is beautiful. Thank you, Wheatie!
The Q Tree – Beginnings
Marica May 18, 2019 at 00:46
Wolfie’s Tree is like the Giving Tree!! Every single person here gives so much of their Heart and Soul!!
Alison May 18, 2019 at 01:00
So true, Marica. We are, indeed, blessed by the presence of so many creative patriots here in the QTree.
Shebythesea May 18, 2019 at 01:53
Hi Alison, Hi Marica!! Yes, we are blessed. I’m uplifted every time I come here. . . . the great articles/memes/poems/comments I come across here!
Plantings need passion, a reason to be,
A need for the fruit from a future tree.
MAGA is our passion, it’s all we need;
Free speech is the means by which to proceed.
A few higher thoughts guide us each day:
Forgiveness of others, and the need to pray,
“In God We Trust” (we must learn to depend),
And “Glory to God” sums up our chief end.
In the beginning, the site was prepared.
Our Head Arborist, with utmost care,
And a small team, conversed and agreed,
Then all together, they planted the seed.
A wealth of denizens perch in QTree,
Working together – a big family.
Most contribute to spread the word:
The truth, the facts, now seldom heard.
A few work the hardest to keep our tree:
Water and feeding and trimming are key:
Writing Intros, News Roundups, Threads to read,
And managing the flock, so we succeed.
Some are skilled writers, masters with the pen,
Explaining the complex, beyond our ken.
Others search the internet, looking to find
Videos and articles, then expertly mined.
A few find GIFs or maybe make memes;
Visual humor for MAGA dreams.
A handful contribute a rhyme or two,
Making their points from a different view.
Still others add their comments to the mix,
Exposing the Dimm’s dirty politics.
Many choose to stay behind the scenes,
Sampling our fare like haute cuisine.
All contribute, giving in their own way,
But perhaps, most of all, those who pray.
When we acknowledge God in all we do,
He’ll straighten the paths for what ensues.
So now we see in our tree in the dell,
That those who come here to perch or dwell,
Give something of themselves for truth and peace,
For MAGA and justice, that they never cease.
We should feel blessed and give thanks for QTree,
For those that work hard to keep our world free,
For our leaders for quiet, peaceful lives,
All to God above, through Whom we thrive.
That is so beautiful, Carl.
😃😍
Thank you!
And I so happy that you like the thread.
😌😊
Ack….*I am so happy that you like the thread.
I could’t find when I posted this one om The Q Tree . . . 10 May?
I’ve taken a bit of license here with familiarity, since I am new to The Q Tree. But, since I have known many (most?) of you for years through your posts, I think that the characterization is not far from the mark.
The Q Tree – Family
Hurry on to The Q Tree,
Come on home to family.
Perch here in the sun and breeze
And let your mind run free.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
There’s a place that I just found,
Full of folks on common ground.
Love of neighbor, flag and God;
But not perfect, we’re all flawed.
Complaint is not the way we roll,
Nor are there cherries in every bowl.
Life’s a mixture, good and bad;
Some days joyful, others sad.
We seek truth and what is good;
Not merely could, but what should.
We get together every day
To talk, discuss and often pray.
So if you need a place to perch,
Here’s where you can end your search.
We talk about the news du jour
And other topics more obscure.
How to make America great,
How to deal with those who hate,
How to get that big swamp drained,
And all about the coup explained.
And, perhaps, the best of all
Learn from others and recall
That your voice, too, is good to hear
In our friendly atmosphere.
So pick a branch in our tree,
Relax and let your mind run free.
We’ll enjoy the time you spend,
Chatting with you as our friend.
Uh oh…my reply to you dropped down below.
😬👇
This is one of my favs of yours, Carl.
I love it, Carl.
😀😻👍
And you go right ahead and take all the ‘license with familiarity’ that you want to.
Even though you may be new to the QTree…you are among old friends.
😊
Amen!
Yahoo! Now I dont have to search forever! Im glad this is here.
I’m glad you like it, Gil.
😌😀
And Wolfie put it in the sidebar, too. 👉
So that you won’t have to hunt for it later, as the thread moves down in the order of the thread posts.
God’s Beautiful Children
All our Lord’s beautiful children are always first rate
No child of His exists on earth for any of us to berate
“Damaged Goods” is not a phrase within His sphere
Every single child He continually holds so very dear
Did He not give His only begotten Son for all of us?
So that in His ardent love we would eternally trust
YOU as a child of our Lord you should truly know
Thru God’s people His eternal love eternally shows
As we are born anew due to God’s unselfish love
By way of Christ His son’s anointing crucified blood
Author–Me
That is lovely, K…thank you.
🙂❤
Thank you
Disclaimer: My poems are works in progress, like housework and yard work, they are never finished, could always be improved…or benefit from BakoCarl’s help…so here goes:
Q Tree stands for QAnon
And so much more:
Questions – the product of
Ancient Socratic irony
Not MSM’s veiled accusations and smears,
But, sincerely posed questions
Answered and not, will pique
Our interest,
Stir us from rest,
Cause us to think and seek,
and to go on….
Quests – the product of
Seeking answers and truth,
We bring light into darkness,
Order to confusion,
An end to chaos, gas-lighting, deception
We find unity, understanding, inspiration,
We grow thoughtful, circumspect
Increase in self-and-other respect.
Quality – the product of
Our single and group’s
Be Best efforts, ideas, even our oops,
Can raise us above the fray
Keep us balanced, above and away
From follies, fails, fools and floops.
Quiet, the product of
Peace, love, truth and good will
These make a harbor, safe and still,
Away from dissonance, uneasiness and strife
Where we find an ancient tree,
A QTree of Life
And Victory!
5/23/19
GA/FL
Just to make sure people know, it is kosher and properly improper to refer to this Tree by it’s too cute by half name….
The PoeTree™
….or, if one wants to be too cute by full measure…..
The PoëTree™ or The PoəTree™.
Other higher orders of too-cuteness are open for debate after the fact, in a subversively conservative way. 😉
Heheh.
You know…I actually thought of the same thing!
😄👍
Because “Poetry Tree” is like phonetically saying ‘tree’ twice.
Poet-tree Tree.
And then, I thought of…Poet-REEEEEE.
🐸🐸🐸🤣
Poet-REEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
I love it! 😀
Husband is the poet in our house. Here is his version of
“Trump at Bat”
The outlook wasn’t brilliant for the GOP team those days;
the score was agin them, with an election about to play.
And then when Obama polled so well, and Hillary did the same,
a sickly trance fell upon the patrons of the GOP game.
A straggling few quit too discouraged for the quest.
The rest clung to that hope which springs eternal in the human breast;
If only A Strong One could get but a whack at that –
They’d put up large, large money with A Strong One at the bat.
But Romney and Ryan, succeeded McCain and Palin,
and the former were a lulu and the latter were a cave-in
so upon that stricken multitude grim melancholy sat,
for there seemed but little chance of A Strong One coming up to the bat.
But Kasich was the first, to the wonderment of all,
and then Christie, the much despised, swore he’d tear the cover off the ball;
But when the dust had lifted, and the GOP saw what occurred,
There 16 were standing, men and women, all looking a lot like nerds
Then from millions of throats and more there rose a lusty yell;
it rumbled through the valley, it rattled in the dell;
it knocked upon the mountain and recoiled upon the flat,
for A Strong One, a mighty Strong One, was throwing in his hat.
There was ease in the man’s manner as he stepped into his place;
there was pride in the man’s bearing and a smile on his face.
And when, responding to the cheers, he lightly doffed his hat,
no stranger in the crowd could doubt t’was Donald J. Trump beneath that hat.
Ten million eyes were on him as he smoothed his hair in place.
Fifty million tongues applauded at the grin upon his face.
Then while the other sixteen tried to respond with a quip,
Defiance gleamed in Trump’s eye, a sneer curled Donald’s lip.
And now the Kasich attack came hurtling through the air,
and Trump stood a-watching it in haughty grandeur there.
Close by the sturdy builder the barb toward him sped—
“That man eats like a pig,” he fired and “You’re done,” the voters said.
From the benches, full of people, there went up a muffled roar,
like the beating of the storm-waves on a stern and distant shore.
“Jeb’s a bum; Rubio’s a dolt” they shouted from the stands;
and it’s likely they’d have thown bad fruit had not Trump raised his hand.
With a smile of Christian charity so bright his visage shone;
he stilled the rising tumult; he bade the race go on;
he signaled to the crowd, and once more the voices flew a’flutter;
but Trump he just nodded as they shouted and said: “Not one those left –they’ll melt like butter.”
“There all Frauds” cried the millions of supporters “Frauds, we say frauds;
Yet one scornful look from the Strong One and the audience, well, it was awed.
They saw his face grow stern and cold, they saw his face it would strain,
and they knew that Trump wouldn’t let a single one remain.
The sneer was gone from Trump’s lip, his teeth were clenched and straight;
He gives them all a favored label and with that he sealed their fates.
And now there is one last one standing so short behind the podium.
He knows not what to do; his voice sounds like an accordian,
Oh, somewhere in his favored land the sun is shining bright;
the band is playing somewhere, and somewhere hearts are light,
and somewhere men are laughing, and somewhere children shout;
but there was no joy in Texas — for Ted Cruz too had dropped out.
Oh wow! I love this! 👆
😃😄👍
Well done!
So…I guess we can count your husband as a Trump Supporter.
Haaaa.
He’s more of a Trump fan than me……. wait….. that’s not possible!
Fabulous!
WE WANT MOAR VERSES!!! – husband needs to take us to the election night when Hillrotten had to concede!
See there, I’ll have to motivate him.
Wonder what would happen if we put Bakocarl, GA/Fl and all you guys in the same room.
I am not that good of a poet BC but I try even with my misspelling 🙁
Simple Living
The morning dew has lifted
I embrace the day it foretells
The story of a life lived
I leave behind
The life lived formed me
It brought me thus far
Today is a new beginning
I birthed anew this dawn
It lift’s up my spirit
To greet this new day
Awaiting what ever it gifts to me
Birth and death repeats each day
(Author Singingsoul)
Caring
There is a song of old
Music of the heart I am told.
Friendship, laughter love and all
Caring and sharing a human call.
To be bitter causes jitters
For sure, it closes the heart’s door.
Forgive yourself and others
To open the door that matters.
Be still and listen.
Hear the universal song.
Love thyself and others.
To love like God,
Is the essence of the heart.
Friendship, laughter love and all
Caring is a human call.
(SS)
I’m not a poet, and this is not original, but I thought I might get away with dropping it here. Every year, as I get older, it speaks more clearly to me. I feel like I’m almost to the point I might have written it.
AS I PASS through my incarnations in every age and race,
I make my proper prostrations to the Gods of the Market Place.
Peering through reverent fingers I watch them flourish and fall,
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings, I notice, outlast them all.
We were living in trees when they met us. They showed us each in turn
That Water would certainly wet us, as Fire would certainly burn:
But we found them lacking in Uplift, Vision and Breadth of Mind,
So we left them to teach the Gorillas while we followed the March of Mankind.
We moved as the Spirit listed. They never altered their pace,
Being neither cloud nor wind-borne like the Gods of the Market Place,
But they always caught up with our progress, and presently word would come
That a tribe had been wiped off its icefield, or the lights had gone out in Rome.
With the Hopes that our World is built on they were utterly out of touch,
They denied that the Moon was Stilton; they denied she was even Dutch;
They denied that Wishes were Horses; they denied that a Pig had Wings;
So we worshipped the Gods of the Market Who promised these beautiful things.
When the Cambrian measures were forming, They promised perpetual peace.
They swore, if we gave them our weapons, that the wars of the tribes would cease.
But when we disarmed They sold us and delivered us bound to our foe,
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings said: “Stick to the Devil you know.”
On the first Feminian Sandstones we were promised the Fuller Life
(Which started by loving our neighbour and ended by loving his wife)
Till our women had no more children and the men lost reason and faith,
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings said: “The Wages of Sin is Death.”
In the Carboniferous Epoch we were promised abundance for all,
By robbing selected Peter to pay for collective Paul;
But, though we had plenty of money, there was nothing our money could buy,
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings said: “If you don’t work you die.”
Then the Gods of the Market tumbled, and their smooth-tongued wizards withdrew
And the hearts of the meanest were humbled and began to believe it was true
That All is not Gold that Glitters, and Two and Two make Four
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings limped up to explain it once more.
As it will be in the future, it was at the birth of Man
There are only four things certain since Social Progress began.
That the Dog returns to his Vomit and the Sow returns to her Mire,
And the burnt Fool’s bandaged finger goes wabbling back to the Fire;
And that after this is accomplished, and the brave new world begins
When all men are paid for existing and no man must pay for his sins,
As surely as Water will wet us, as surely as Fire will burn,
The Gods of the Copybook Headings with terror and slaughter return!
I should probably have dedicated it to AOC, with a further message: “I don’t know, I’ve never kippled.”
Cool.
That’s a classic, Coothie.
😁👍
It took me years to figure out I can find a nourishing silence that is alive anyplace even among foes.
The Tree is a place that nourishes and does not drain energy.
Silence
Silence is not silent
It is alive
It speaks
You are to busy
Shutting it out
Too busy to see
It is waiting
For you
You are out
Surrounded by noise
Escaping the silence
You
Out in the world
It is waiting
For you
Silence
The universe is alive
In you
(SS)
Poem Favorites
These have spoken powerfully to me over the years.
Love-Joy
George Herbert
As on a window late I cast mine eye,
I saw a vine drop grapes with J and C
Annealed on every bunch. One standing by
Asked what it meant. I (who am never loath
To spend my judgement) said, It seemed to me
To be the body and the letters both
Of Joy and Charity . Sir, you have not missed,
The man replied; it figures JESUS CHRIST .
——
Two by Frost:
BEREFT
Where had I heard this wind before
Change like this to a deeper roar?
What would it take my standing there for,
Holding open a restive door,
Looking down hill to a frothy shore?
Summer was past and the day was past.
Sombre clouds in the west were massed.
Out on the porch’s sagging floor,
Leaves got up in a coil and hissed,
Blindly struck at my knee and missed.
Something sinister in the tone
Told me my secret must be known:
Word I was in the house alone
Somehow must have gotten abroad,
Word I was in my life alone,
Word I had no one left but God.
LODGED
“The rain to the wind said,
You push and I’ll pelt.’
They so smote the garden bed
That the flowers actually knelt,
And lay lodged–though not dead.
I know how the flowers felt.”
———
Three by Dickinson:
Look back on time with kindly eyes,
He doubtless did his best;
How softly sinks his trembling sun
In human nature’s west!
—
We never know how high we are
Till we are called to rise;
And then, if we are true to plan,
Our statures touch the skies—
The Heroism we recite
Would be a daily thing,
Did not ourselves the Cubits warp
For fear to be a King—
—
“Hope” is the thing with feathers –
That perches in the soul –
And sings the tune without the words –
And never stops – at all –
And sweetest – in the Gale – is heard –
And sore must be the storm –
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm –
I’ve heard it in the chillest land –
And on the strangest Sea –
Yet – never – in Extremity,
It asked a crumb – of me.
———
Two by Hopkins
Pied Beauty
GLORY be to God for dappled things—
For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow;
For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim;
Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches’ wings;
Landscape plotted and pieced—fold, fallow, and plough; 5
And áll trádes, their gear and tackle and trim.
All things counter, original, spare, strange;
Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?)
With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim;
He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change: 10
Praise him.
God’s Grandeur
THE WORLD is charged with the grandeur of God.
It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod; 5
And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
And wears man’s smudge and shares man’s smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.
And for all this, nature is never spent;
There lives the dearest freshness deep down things; 10
And though the last lights off the black West went
Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs—
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.
———
The Second Coming
W. B. Yeats, 1865 – 1939
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of
Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
MOAR FROST
A PRAYER IN SPRING
Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers to-day;
And give us not to think so far away
As the uncertain harvest; keep us here
All simply in the springing of the year.
Oh, give us pleasure in the orchard white,
Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night;
And make us happy in the happy bees,
The swarm dilating round the perfect trees.
And make us happy in the darting bird
That suddenly above the bees is heard,
The meteor that thrusts in with needle bill,
And off a blossom in mid air stands still.
For this is love and nothing else is love,
The which it is reserved for God above
To sanctify to what far ends He will,
But which it only needs that we fulfil.
TO EARTHWARD
Love at the lips was touch
As sweet as I could bear;
And once that seemed too much;
I lived on air
That crossed me from sweet things,
The flow of – was it musk
From hidden grapevine springs
Down hill at dusk?
I had the swirl and ache
From sprays of honeysuckle
That when they’re gathered shake
Dew on the knuckle.
I craved strong sweets, but those
Seemed strong when I was young;
The petal of the rose
It was that stung.
Now no joy but lacks salt
That is not dashed with pain
And weariness and fault;
I crave the stain
Of tears, the aftermark
Of almost too much love,
The sweet of bitter bark
And burning clove.
When stiff and sore and scarred
I take away my hand
From leaning on it hard
In grass and sand,
The hurt is not enough:
I long for weight and strength
To feel the earth as rough
To all my length.
FIRE AND ICE
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
Thank yo for sharing beautiful poems by masters. They were masters who beautifully connected words to the heart. The mastery of language is profound to me and I wish I could. My admiration for the great poets of all times is endless.
I love Frost and Dickinson – because they take simple English words and make them profound/deep/astounding.
A Morning Surprise
A doe graced my garden path
Unsure,
In watchful posture
Her brown coat sheen in the sun
Glistening like bourbon on ice.
Her frame so lean and elegant
Moved carefully with each step
She looked at me with searching eyes
Studied for a moments breath.
I past the test as neither friend or foe.
The doe proceeded without fear
Along the Garden path
I carefully to the door
(SS)
Such a beautiful place this Q 🌳and now poet reeeeeeee!
Heheh.
Glad you like it, Kalbren!
😌😊
Adding bakocarl’s latest (and in its FRESH composition). 😀
Have a joyful and thankful Memorial Day, all!
-W
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The Journey
A man looked at our country and saw the dark days;
Liberty and justice all gone by the ways.
Our spirit was smothered, our faith was put down,
Our families suffered as the jobs left our towns.
He knew hope remained, but soon would be gone.
He knew he could help; a task he’d take on.
“Our country’s been good to me. I’ll answer this call.
I’ll stand in the gap and then rebuild the wall.”
He’d leave what he knew and set himself to the chore
To restore our great country and do even more.
He’d give of himself and not for power or fame,
But all for our country, and our country’s name.
He left his happy home, his children and wife
To travel this road and fix our country’s strife.
The Traveler strode along his road of fate,
And saw a long wall and in it, two gates.
The Gatekeeper stood, in a small narrow yard,
His visage was grim and he was lean and hard.
The Traveler spoke, “I’ve come a long way.”
“Can you tell me which gate I’m to use today?”
The Gatekeeper said in a gruff, gravelly voice
“It’s your destination, so it must be your choice.”
“But there are two gates,” the Traveler said,
“I can’t see the road, or what lies ahead.”
The Gatekeeper said “I can show you the road,”
“But the choice will be yours, which way to go.”
The first gate was grand, it was tall and wide;
Set with pearls and gold, a monument to pride.
An inscription above, not just one, but two,
“Enter ye worthy men.” and “To thyself be true.”
The Gatekeeper said “Come over and see.”
“This way is beautiful. I think you’ll agree.”
The Traveler approached and looked down the way
At trees, a brook, and a long green fairway.
A broad, smooth road wound lazily away,
And a breeze, puffy clouds, made a beautiful day.
The people, he saw, walked toward the low hills;
The men dressed richly, women gaily, with frills.
He saw on a table, to the side of the road,
A huge feast was placed, a sight to behold.
He wasn’t quite sure, but thought he could hear
Soft music playing and calling “Come here.”
The Gatekeeper spoke, with words rather gruff
“You’ve seen what you need. You’ve seen enough.”
“Come over this way, come over and see,”
“Have a look where the second gate will lead.”
The Traveler came near and peered close to look
At a small dirty gate in a small dirty nook.
The second gate was drab and really quite low.
He must stoop down before he could go.
Above the small door, a few words were spread;
“The last will be first.” was all that it said.
The Traveler bent down and peered through the door
At a few dying bushes, dirty weeds, nothing more.
The path was narrow with holes, mud and rocks,
Further on, small bushes with broken off tops.
The scene was so bleak and the sky was so gray,
Yet a voice of hope whispered through the dismay.
Three men wearily marched with two drums and a fife,
One limping, two bandaged, barely clinging to life.
Another came by, bloody uniform in rags,
Cradling gently in his arms a muddy, torn flag.
He was helped by two women; one’s torch lit the way.
Another, blind, held scales; they trudged slowly away.
A small family appeared, starving, almost dead,
But a man shared his meal, a small fish, some bread.
All were so weary, some rested, and some prayed.
There were a few children, but none of them played.
Then the Traveler spoke, “It’s this way I’ll go.”
“The small gate’s the way. I can help, I know.”
The Traveler passed through and looked all around.
The Gatekeeper watched, but didn’t make a sound.
The Traveler reached out; took the hand of a child.
The Gatekeeper stood up, and then slowly he smiled.
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Link:
https://wqth.wordpress.com/2019/05/26/dear-maga-20190526-open-topic/comment-page-1/#comment-157858
A message from bakocarl to Patrick Henry Censored (PHC) before PHC went off to hospice:
As Text:
bakocarl
May 29, 2019 at 19:14
As you know, PHC, God is with you and He will carry you when you are unable to walk.
You won’t go gentle in that good night,
But willingly, willingly into God’s Light.
See the conversation here:
https://wqth.wordpress.com/2019/05/29/dear-maga-20190529-open-topic/comment-page-3/#comment-160489
This is a prayer/poem from our beloved friend, Patrick Henry Censored [PHC]:
…………………………………….
The time has come for me to fly…………
Bowed head, but not goodbye.
This Treeper’s prayer for your well being, each day
Hoping you’ll take care of one another, in every way
Until that time we meet again
Share in His love, that never ends.
God Bless
~ PHC
………………………………………….
He posted it on his Gravatar for a time, but it is no longer there.
So I am sorry, but there is no link to it.
Speaking of PHC – I wrote a poem on 05/30/2019 – entitled ‘Prayer for Patrick’ on CTH – with all that has happened OT – I am not sure I can retrieve a link – anyway – is it ok if I post it here – or should I post it on the Open Thread – Please advise – Thanks!
Please feel free to post it here, Duchess.
That would be great!
😊
Ok, thanks, wheatie! Hope y’all like it –
Oopsey – spastic finger syndrome – S/B 05/30/2019
PRAYER FOR PATRICK
We prayed for you and for many others
For Fathers, Mothers, Sisters, and Brothers
God knows our hearts hurting deep down inside
Where the Spirit of God came to reside.
We cling to you with every ounce of strength
You cannot imagine how or to what length
We have felt your pain and struggled with you
At times – at odds – with what we can do.
If we could we would share to give you relief
We would set aside our needs even our grief
We would take your place each one in turn
It is for your comfort and peace we yearn.
What makes you so special above all the rest
What did you give that made you one of the best
Why do we feel close as if you were near
What makes this all so hard Oh Brother Dear?
Some have expressed what they love about you
Some are tongue-tied and they haven’t a clue
For all you have given to each one of us
We cannot possibly return a truss.
Please do not be sad for who you leave behind
Think happy thoughts as you keep us in mind
Remember the days when the sun shone bright
The times you have done well and made it right.
Remember the day when your love you met
When you first kissed and held her closer yet
The birth of your first child who breathed in life
Even those times like now struggling in strife.
You have earned your comfort, semblance of peace
God is giving you a gift where the pain will cease
You might slip in and out or fly high in the sky
So enjoy and do not wonder what when or why.
We will miss your presence with us on this blog
We could dedicate a page and try not to clog
We could continue to pray for good things to be
For you, your family, and for all to see.
There is something you must do before you leave
Promise us that you will not cease to believe
Promise us you will call out loudly to Him
To fill you with His Spirit up to the brim!
05/30/2016
This is lovely, Duchess.
Very nicely said.
Thanks – I am a novice – nothing compared to carl – so I appreciate your kind words.
No 2nd fiddle needed here, Duchess. Some types of poetry are about expressing your feelings so that others can not only understand, but experience your thoughts and emotions also. You have accomplished that end result perfectly. I too, inexplicably, feel deeply about PHC’s situation. Quite unusual for me. Particularly, since I am convinced he is going to a place where the love will be overwhelming and the wonders never cease.
Bakocarl’s latest poem inspired me to come and take another peek at the poetry tree. So many fun and inspiring additions have appeared since I first looked at it.
A fairly recent conversation I had with a relative who teaches at a private school made me aware that Common Core does NOT teach any poetry. She, however being in a private school, could and did teach a unit on poetry. Poetry can be a window to one’s soul, and perhaps that’s why it’s been intentionally ignored.
Yes – the CONSPIRACY of Common Core is truly an outrage.
From bakocarl today…..
*****
bakocarl
June 8, 2019 at 14:29
The Q Tree – Welcome
Welcome to The Q Tree. Please come right in.
We know what it’s like, out there where you’ve been.
Liberals everywhere, all wanting control;
Their fear, hate and lies clutch at your soul.
You’ve walked the long path down to our tree,
But you’re safe now in our community.
We’ve come together with similar minds –
To free expression, we’re all inclined.
We don’t need Big Brother giving commands,
Telling what to say, and what is banned.
We want to be governed by a gentle hand,
Always of, by and for the common man.
Wolfie and the few who run this place
Are always glad to see a new smiling face.
We birds in the branches welcome you, too,
Hoping you’ll become part of our crew.
In our Parler, you’ll be safe from the storm,
Sitting by the fire, all comfy and warm.
But, perhaps, you’ll want to feel more free,
Perched high on a branch in our growing tree.
Wherever you sit, we’d like your views,
Your honest thoughts about what’s in the news.
We’re here to listen, and hopefully well,
To all the opinions that you want to tell.
We’ll learn from you and, perhaps, you from us,
From the different views that we will discuss.
For sure, it won’t happen that we all agree;
There are many types of birds perched in our tree.
But, agree or not, you’re welcome here,
Where we’re mostly friendly birds of good cheer.
In time, we may enjoy one of life’s dividends,
Chatting in our branches, together, as friends.
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This one appeared on today’s special Pentecost Daily Thread!
https://wqth.wordpress.com/2019/06/09/dear-maga-20190609-open-topic/comment-page-1/#comment-169470
A FATHER’S LOVE
God, Our Father, in His Heavenly Realm
Our earthly father at home takes the helm
In both – lies His great almighty strength
For each – in His way goes to any length
To provide not just for our earthly needs
With love – daily He spiritually feeds.
What greater gift could Our Father give
To support us firmly so we can live
What greater love could the Father show
To guide us through this life to know
What lives in His heart for us each day
To bless us abundantly in every way.
His Spirit is amplified in our earthly father
Who guides – delineates – like a swather
Separating and organizing to help make sense
Of this wayward world – make recompense
We would be lost without His Spirit guide
We would quickly die outside and inside.
Protector, provider, and guider is he
Whom God has given here to thee
Thank Him for your father today
Thank Him profusely in every way
The earthly one who made us feel secure
Only God knows what he had to endure.
The example God gave us of a man’s love
A blessing that could only come from above
His strength upon which we depend
His love for us that knows no end
The sacrifice he made so that we could be
Upheld and secure in the stormy sea.
Today is the day we honor that man
Who struggled to give all that he can
So that we might have a life secure
A home, a hearth, and love for sure
We give thanks to the Father above
For our earthly father’s unselfish love.
Thank You, Dad, for the love you gave
From the first light of life to the grave
Reap the rewards of a job well done
When your earthly life is finally gone
Rest in peace In your Heavenly home
Never again will this earth you roam!
https://wqth.wordpress.com/2019/06/16/dear-maga-20190616-open-topic/
Not posted anywhere – written 08/02/2019
DEAR LORD JESUS
We gather together – to acknowledge You
All honor and reverence is Yours – it’s true
Faith will guide our way in works for others
Our prayers for our sisters and our brothers.
We offer the first fruits of every day
The Spirit of God there guiding our way
To bless those in trouble and in turmoil
The deeds of the devil we plan to foil.
Our thinking – our actions – if flawed
These can separate us from our God
Anger and selfishness will do us in
If we judge others – that leads to sin.
The seven deadly are ones to avoid
They cause dissension and love is destroyed
Pride, greed, lust, wrath, gluttony, envy, sloth
Lead only to trouble and leave us loath.
Our lives are given to serve You, Lord
The wages of sin we cannot afford
Nothing in this world is worth having
Nor should You have taken a lashing.
The virtuous man stands tall and will gain
The flowers of Faith, Hope, and Love deign
Of justice, fortitude, and temperance feign
When man uses pride over others to reign.
Faith and Grace will keep us from error
From hurtful words and lies and terror
The devil attacks when we least expect
Through someone we might least suspect.
Forgiveness is the key to break the bond
Between the devil and the person spawned
Disparagement and abatement destroy love
Decimate affection from God above.
Jesus, My Love, you know what to do
When there is division and derision too
Send forth Your Spirit to quell the divide
There is nowhere to run – nowhere to hide.
Send Warrior Angels into battle please
To defeat his minions with strength and ease
Dispense to dry places from whence they came
Never return – to cause sorrow and shame.
God Will Guide
There was a time when I didn’t know
Which way to turn or how far to go.
But then I looked deep into God’s Word
And read some things that I’d never heard.
I read of straight paths and armor to wear,
The need to be still and the power of prayer,
To do justice and to love mercy
And walk with God, ever so humbly.
To love my God with my mind and heart,
And loving my neighbors is doing my part;
To acknowledge God in all that I do,
Any task at hand, He’ll see me through.
To be patient and kind, humble, not proud,
And worship my God in silence or aloud;
Knowing that His love for me won’t cease
Fills me with joy and calms me with peace.
I’m still not certain of which way to turn,
But reading God’s Word, I surely did learn
To turn to God each and every day,
And have faith in Him to guide my way.
https://wqth.wordpress.com/2019/10/14/dear-kmag-20191014-open-thread/#comment-279970
Thank you, Carl!
😊🥰
Please feel free to add more of your fine work to this thread!
The Graveyard Shift
As I was trollin’ late one night,
Just screwin’ with minds as I might,
I stumbled onto The Q Tree.
Now, I thought, this is just for me.
I’ll mess their minds a little while
With clever words and artful guile,
Then leave them all in such a mess
That they’ll cry “Mommy!” in distress.
So I crept in to ply my trade
And throw some skillful late night shade.
Oh, so easy they’re bumbling chumps;
Those drooling fools all support Trump.
I’ll make some posts just bidin’ my time
To lure them in with words sublime,
Then when they think I’m on their side,
I’ll strike and leave them petrified.
Now, here it comes, I’m gettin’ close,
Ready to post my hateful dose.
There! It’s done! I’ve ruined their day.
They’ll rue this time I came their way.
But wait, what’s this that I now see?
There’s a wolf hiding in The Tree!
Hiding behind branch, leaf and bud
With big, white fangs a-dripping blood.
They slash and gnash and bite real deep.
Alas! I’m doomed, now I must creep
Back to my cellar in my chair
And cry for mommy’s loving care.
Now, there’s a moral to this tale
For future trolls if they assail
The Q Tree with the friends of Trump,
To all beware lest they be chumps.
There’s a grave shift late at night
That settles in when there’s no light.
You don’t see them, but they’re there,
Lurking in their leafy lairs.
Big birds with beaks that rip and tear;
Talons that gouge lest you beware.
Mean old birds with caustic tongues,
To breach your throat, rip out a lung.
They wait and watch for any trolls
To eat their brains and steal their souls.
So, trolls beware, if fun you crave,
The Q Tree is your early grave.
https://wqth.wordpress.com/2019/06/01/dear-maga-20190601-open-topic/comment-page-1/#comment-162623
For Duchess
I had planned a poem or two
To start this thread with some wordplay.
But now I must change the subject
For the happenings of today.
The time has come, someone once said,
To think and write of other things;
Of dear friends and their memories,
And of the joyful times they bring.
We were sitting, perched in our tree,
Discussing details of the coup,
Trying to think of the future,
As the promise of justice grew.
As we talked, we heard the sounds
Of footsteps coming down our way.
Some leaves crinkled and some twigs snapped,
But who would be coming this day?
The sounds grew closer in our wood,
With some small glimpses here and there.
Someone, for sure, was on their way
To our peaceful, green-enrobed lair.
On the far side of our clearing,
A slight figure came into view,
Picking her way through the tall grass,
As closer and closer she drew.
The way she stood, the way she walked,
There was something familiar here
That, as yet, remained elusive
Until she finally drew near.
A large pack bulged upon her back,
Filled with God’s blessings for us all,
As our joyous, heartfelt welcomes
Flowed with the memories recalled.
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!
Our Duchess has found us at last!
Duchess with her verse of the day,
And wit and wisdom unsurpassed.
The sun shines golden on our tree,
Some small clouds drift, puffy and white.
A slow breeze stirs the dark green leaves,
And Qbirds sing with our delight.
Welcome Duchess, we’ve missed you here.
We’re so happy you’ve found our pack.
QTreeps cheer and sing with joy, and
Wolfie performs the futterwack.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
We’d be remiss unless we give
Our special thanks to PHC.
Though in very dire circumstance,
You brought our Duchess to our tree.
Thank you, PHC.
Posted 3 Jun 2019
OH, MY!!!
I opened The Q Tree this morning
And what did I see?
A poem from Carl and Oh, Lord
‘Twas written ’bout me!
And now I have a nickname
And a picture to go forthwith
Oh, Lord I’ll ne’er be the same
And that, Dear Lord, is no myth!
You know Carl, Oh Lord
You gave him a special pen
You gifted him with the Word
Made him stand out among men!
Many a verse he has crafted
About men and women and You
In politics he has drafted
The worst of the worst tis true!
But today, I find myself giggling
As I read each verse come to be
While in my chair I am wiggling
Through my words he has captured me!
God Bless You Real Good, Dear Carl
For blessing me this day
How can I thank for sending a smile
A tribute and a shout out my way!
God has given you a gift
A talent you share with us all
One that gives us all a lift
It is how you answer His call!
I am humbled, Carl – Thank You!!!
https://wqth.wordpress.com/2019/10/21/dear-kmag-20191021-open-topic/comment-page-1/#comment-286372
Duchess Thumps!!!
Duchess is a Thumper, ‘twas said loud and clear.
‘Course, we all know Duchess . . . we’re glad she’s here:
Proclaiming God’s Word with the Verse of the Day,
Posting Daily Blessings to brighten our way.
Always thankful for blessings received,
And for prayers answered . . . God’s will achieved.
Praying for babies, God’s gift in the womb;
For them and children, heaven has much room.
Praying for others, that they knock on the Door
For Christ’s salvation, His peace, and more.
There is no better blessing to receive
Than that of faith, for we must first believe.
With good will to QTreeps, it’s well understood
That we’ll often hear “God Bless You Real Good!!!”
And for our efforts, we know she cares,
When we receive an “Amen goes right there!”
Day after day and year after year,
Duchess has wisdom we all need to hear.
Presenting The Way in a clear, strong voice:
Will it be life or death . . . we must make that choice!
One day in the future, when Duchess comes home,
The angels will sing, for Duchess is known.
She’ll be met with these words from God’s Son:
“Good and faithful servant, welcome! Well done!”
So . . . Duchess Thumps!
Well . . . she Rocks, too!!
. . . and God Rules!!!
P.S. –
Bible Thumper
A person that knows the Bible well and isn’t wishy-washy or politically correct about addressing issues from a biblical perspective.
When confronted with an issue that is addressed in God’s Word, the person may often respond with a Bible verse or parable to help put the issue in biblical perspective and present understanding and a way to address the solution that is in accordance with God’s perspective as written in the Bible.
Of course, there are numerous definitions of Bible Thumper used by unbelievers to denigrate Bible-centered Christians who view and use the truth and wisdom of the Bible as their guide, applicable to a large variety of situations occurring in life.
https://wqth.wordpress.com/2019/10/21/dear-kmag-20191021-open-topic/comment-page-1/#comment-286372
HOME AND LOVE
Just Home and Love! the words are small
Four little letters unto each;
And yet you will not find in all
The wide and gracious range of speech
Two more so tenderly complete:
When angels talk in Heaven above,
I’m sure they have no words more sweet
Than Home and Love.
Just Home and Love! it’s hard to guess
Which of the two were best to gain;
Home without Love is bitterness;
Love without Home is often pain.
No! each alone will seldom do;
Somehow they travel hand and glove:
If you win one you must have two,
Both Home and Love.
And if you’ve both, well then I’m sure
You ought to sing the whole day long;
It doesn’t matter if you’re poor
With these to make divine your song.
And so I praisefully repeat,
When angels talk in Heaven above,
There are no words more simply sweet
Than Home and Love.
– Robert W. Service
GA/FL
December 31, 2019 at 08:52
May our century’s Twenties Roar – with Trump piloting their beginning!
Roar with Prosperity and Sanity and real Justice for the last decade’s corrupt-ocrats!
As we roar into 2020
The Trump Train arrives with goods aplenty
Ptrump at the throttle and hammer down
Undeterred by evil Corruptocrat Klowns
Greeted at stations by throngs and crowds
America, once more, stands strong and proud
God, country and flag now moved to the fore
Our people, coming together once more
Our economy, now vibrant again
Showing the strength of the workers within
The forgotten men, now fully employed
Rise from poverty to life enjoyed
Unemployment now at record lows
There’s now work for all and room to grow
SNAP rolls cut and poverty is down
The jobs returned to our cities and towns
Foreign trade, once conducted to our shame
But now the Trump Team wins every game
NAFTA, near death, the policy of fools
Will soon be replaced by Trump’s smarter tools
Our military, once left to decay
But now on top, the best any day
Our policies changed from endless wars
To military actions, less not more
Our borders, once porous, sport new walls
Slowing invaders, but not yet all
Drugs and gangs make it through every day
But more get caught and not allowed to stay
Healthcare access up and costs are down
Plans more flexible, a big fraud crackdown
Generic drugs approved, Right to Try, too
VA’s plan gives vets the honor they’re due
Liberal judges, so biased and flawed
Now have to contend with men of the law
Put on courts at an expedited pace
Assuring real laws apply to each case
Dumb Obozo regs tossed into the bin
Oil, gas and pipelines now rise again
Many jobs created, imports dropping fast
Energy independence – here at last!
Although our country is getting well
Recovering from Corruptocrats’ spells
We need a purge of traitors and frauds
To be one people and flag with one God
Looking ahead later on this year
We’ll see the man we hold so dear
Elected again – a landslide, for sure
Our nation’s still sick, but PTrump’s the cure
May God bless President Trump, now, today
And guide him with wisdom along his way
Please keep him safe ‘till his work is through
President Trump and his family, too.
GA/FL January 22, 2020 at 04:59
Pencil neck ain’t all.
Schifty’s got bug eyes,
round baby cheeks,
and aprissy pussy mouth.
from which no truth has ever come.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Buggy Popout Eyes
He’s got a prissy pussy mouth
That’s always spewin’ lies
A pencil neck just like a snake
And buggy popout eyes
He’s got round baby cheeks
That attract his kinda guy
With limp wrists, that special walk
And buggy popout eyes
He’s made of pure Schiff
So attractive to flies
And he’s stuffed very full
Hence the buggy popout eyes
His words are so foolish
He’s the opposite of wise
But a big man on campus
In his own buggy eyes
And he’ll use you and abuse you
All the better just to screw you
An evil, little, corrupt man
Plying the evil, corrupt Dimm plan
He makes a bunch of wild claims
All unsupported by the facts
But echoed gladly by the Dimms
In their likely suicide pact
He lies and then he leaks
Then he claims that you do
Then denies your witnesses
Keeping due process from you
Basement Star Chamber, secret plans
Hidin’ facts, tellin’ tall stories
Lookin’ for his 15 minutes
Just a cockroach seekin’ glory
Dimms plan to make Marxists of you
And twistin’ laws is what they do
An evil, corrupt, lyin’ crew
Pushin’ hard to pull off their coup
Why do they go through all this now?
It’s because, for sure, they all know
They’ve wholly lost 2020
With their sad travelin’ clown show
Perhaps a far bigger reason
Why they rant and they rail
Is that they’re obvious traitors
And all are hell-bound for jail
Bull Durham’s out there with his crew
Gettin’ evidence for the court
Truth and justice will win the day
And Dimms get the Graybar Resort
So patriots, now, hold all your lines
Fight the swampy liberal scum
Come the bright dawn, then we win
‘Cause the very best is yet to come!
Posted at:
https://wqth.wordpress.com/2020/01/23/dear-kag-20200123-open-thread/comment-page-1/#comment-370271
A March Snow
Let the old snow be covered with the new:
The trampled snow, so soiled, and stained, and sodden.
Let it be hidden wholly from our view
By pure white flakes, all trackless and untrodden.
When Winter dies, low at the sweet Spring’s feet
Let him be mantled in a clean, white sheet.
Let the old life be covered by the new:
The old past life so full of sad mistakes,
Let it be wholly hidden from the view
By deeds as white and silent as snow-flakes.
Ere this earth life melts in the eternal Spring
Let the white mantle of repentance fling
Soft drapery about it, fold on fold,
Even as the new snow covers up the old.
– Ella Wheeler Wilcox
https://wqth.wordpress.com/2020/03/19/dear-kag-20200319-open-thread/comment-page-2/#comment-433344
Think Ahead
Oh, WuFlu, WuFlu, what’re we to do?
How can we survive when it comes through?
What to do?
Pessimists say that humanity’s done,
With nowhere to hide and nowhere to run
We’re all doomed!
The Clueless say that it’s just the flu
It won’t get me and who cares about you
Just the flu!
Pragmatists say that we’ve got to plan
We can do it if anyone can
Think ahead!
Sanctuary cities, all run by Dimms
Filled by rot and waste right to the brim
Clean ‘em up!
Alien invaders are comin’ in
Bringin’ their diseases with all their kin
Build the wall!
Group gatherings only spread it more
Passed from you to me, an infectious spore
Shut ‘em down!
All the kids at school will spread it around
To the school staff, then it’s homeward bound
Close ‘em now!
People with fevers, we need to find out
If it’s WuFlu , so there is no doubt
Test ‘em all!
Make the test kits reliable and fast
Make ‘em by the millions so that they’ll last
Send ‘em out
Make those test kits available to all
Do it with speed, it’s not the time to stall
Test ‘em now!
Ventilators are needed, thousands more
Put our manufacturers on this chore
Make ‘em now!
People with WuFlu need more than a nurse
Don’t wait to see if it’s gonna get worse
Treat ‘em now!
After they’re cured they’re weak and might shed
Give ‘em time to recuperate in bed
Watch ‘em close!
For those folks who cough, sneeze and spray
Let’s all get masks and wear ‘em today
Wear your mask!
Drugs to kill WuFlu are needed fast
Made in U.S.A., not like in the past
Make ‘em here!
We’ve got approved drugs that now work well
And more coming soon to kill those germ cells
Use ‘em now!
Avoid all crowds and give people space
Stay and home and avoid face-to-face
Isolate!
Don’t go to work when you start to feel sick
And call your doctor, and better call quick
Do it now!
Wear gloves, use wipes and wash your hands
All work together for WuFlu’s last stand
Disinfect!
When all this is over and finally won
We’ll be amazed what Americans have done
We are one!
Praise and thank the Good Lord for His grace
Return to Him now and seek His face
Praise the Lord!
“Chambered Nautilus” by Andrew Wyeth (1956)
SONG
Far wind, old sea-wind, you
That wake me from my dream,
Your soft airs waft to me
Memories of some sea
That I was moving through
Forever, in my dream.
I wake, yet all things seem
So dream-dark, falsely true–
Dark is the night, the dream
Dark, I was moving through.
Oh, what is false, what true?
Oh, that the soft airs blew
A breath from some far sea
To wake me from this dream.
– John Hall Wheelock
The woman in the Wyeth painting was his mother-in-law, Elizabeth James. She had a terminal illness at that time and was mostly bedridden. From where she sat, the sea off the coast of Maine could be seen through the window.
In describing his painting, Wyeth said that the front door was open and a sea breeze was blowing into the bedroom, ruffling the lace fabric on the bed canopy.
More info here:
http://www.andrewwyeth.net/artwork/chambered_nautilus.html
Thank you, Itswoot.
Nice poem…and I love Andrew Wyeth’s work!
😊🥰
A twofer, then!
Thy Will Be Done
Lord I pray to be led to and by you,
My thoughts, my speech, in all that I do
Make my whole life a reflection of Yours.
Lord, straighten my paths and open my doors.
Let my whole will be under Your care,
Guide all my life and guide me in prayer.
Without Your grace I’d have nothing at all,
Nothing but sin and my own shortfalls.
Guide me, I pray, to be closer to You;
Fill me with blessings, not just a few.
Give me the courage to follow Your way,
And the strength to walk it, each day.
Be here beside me through good times and bad,
Along life’s ways, though happy or sad.
And when my journey is finally done,
Let my last thoughts be “Thy will be done.”
~ bakocarl
Thy Will Be Done
The winds shriek and howl and the waters churn,
But we don’t listen. Will we ever learn?
This wicked world seeks wealth, fame and power,
But God owns this day, and this is His hour.
Our Father in Heaven, we turn to You,
For only You know just what to do.
You are our Father who always cares,
And we come to You humbly, with our prayers.
We pray for the safety of those in harm’s way,
Hold them in Your hands through all these days.
We pray for the peace of those who now fear,
Hold them in Your arms. Let them know You’re near.
We pray for Your blessings on those who give aid,
Hold them on Your paths, never to stray.
We pray for Your guidance to those who lead,
Hold them to Your will and care for their needs.
We pray for ourselves, to find when we seek,
That our walk with You be humble and meek.
We pray for our country, that all turn to You
For guidance and blessings in all that we do.
Although we pray for our safety today,
We know that Your will is the only Way.
We know that our sin hinders Your peace,
But when Your Truth triumphs, then sin will cease.
And though we are destined for war and strife,
We look to our future, for You are our Life.
Safety and peace: it’s for those we plead,
But when all’s said and done, it’s revival we need.
May we turn to You for our joy and peace,
For in our blessed future, they will never cease.
We’re not of this world, and so we pray
For Your coming quickly. May this be the day.
Until that day when You come in the clouds,
May we turn to You in throngs and crowds;
But no matter what happens, the things to come,
We pray above all that Thy will be done.
~ bakocarl
Carried this poem over by duchess01 in memory of Wheatietoo, who built this page for us.
WHEATIE – OUR WARRIOR ANGEL
Please forgive us, Wheatie, we did not know
That you had left us with armor in tow
We had no idea with what you dealt
We did not know the pain you felt
And now we can only imagine
With you what really did happen
Cause rarely did you complain
And/or share your personal pain
Of one thing we are most certain
You are flying high behind the curtain
Watching over us above the crowds
Our Warrior Angel above the clouds
Thank You, Wheatie, for caring for us
While you were here among the fuss
We miss you dear you have no idea
Since time began in the pangaea
With you there was no time
In your wisdom you would chime
To clarify and magnify
The what where how and why
We did not question when you left
We were not slightly bereft
But over time we wondered why
You did not at least stop by
Now we know where you have gone
With the break of this new dawn
We could be angry but are not
Tho with an arrow we’ve been shot
Rest peacefully Warrior Angel dear
Send us a sign that you are near
A butterfly a flower a kiss of rain
From your love do not refrain
God sends Angels to watch over us
And now we have an Angel Plus
A Warrior Angel of Magnificence
From today and forward hence
Not sure if the time stamp copy thing worked, so just in case this is on the first page near the bottom of Dear KMAG: 20220627 Joe Biden Didn’t Win ❀ Open Topic / In Memory of Wheatietoo
https://www.theqtree.com/2022/06/27/dear-kmag-20220627-joe-biden-didnt-win-%e2%9d%80-open-topic/comment-page-1/#comment-917138
Beautiful, Para!!! 💔
I just carried it here. Duchess deserves all the credit! 🤗
That makes you the messenger, so thank you!
Made me cry.
::Tears::
Beautiful tribute to our Wheatie. Thank you duchess.
Here’s another one from the internet, from Duchess!
Reference Link:
https://www.theqtree.com/2022/08/21/dear-maga-20220821-open-topic/#comment-947380
H/T SHERWOOD
By a 15-year-old school kid who got an A+ for this entry (TOTALLY AWESOME)!
The Lord’s Prayer is not allowed in most U.S. Public schools any more.
A kid in Minnesota wrote the following NEW School Prayer:
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Now I sit me down in school
Where praying is against the rule
For this great nation under God
Finds mention of Him very odd
If scripture now the class recites,
It violates the Bill of Rights.
And anytime my head I bow
Becomes a Federal matter now
Our hair can be purple, orange or green,
That’s no offense; it’s a freedom scene.
The law is specific, the law is precise.
Prayers spoken aloud are a serious vice
For praying in a public hall
Might offend someone with no faith at all.
In silence alone we must meditate,
God’s name is prohibited by the State.
We’re allowed to cuss and dress like freaks,
And pierce our noses, tongues and cheeks.
They’ve outlawed guns, but FIRST the Bible.
To quote the Good Book makes me liable.
We can elect a pregnant Senior Queen,
And the ‘unwed daddy,’ our Senior King.
It’s ‘inappropriate’ to teach right from wrong.
We’re taught that such ‘judgments’ do not belong.
We can get our condoms and birth controls,
Study witchcraft, vampires and totem poles.
But the Ten Commandments are not allowed,
No word of God must reach this crowd.
It’s scary here I must confess,
When chaos reigns, the school’s a mess.
So, Lord, this silent plea I make:
Should I be shot; My soul please take!
Amen
Where it belongs.
Thankyou Wolf, Duchess. & Wheatie
Scott had to go out and retrieve this on request, so to make sure Scott does not have to be put through this effort again And because it’s an extra nice poem we present.
duchess01
January 15, 2023 at 11:28 am
SETTLE ME, LORD
My heart is rapidly pounding
My state of affairs confounding
I am shaking/quaking beyond belief
Whatever I try I find no relief
Something has disturbed my peace
The turmoil inside just will not cease
My energy level is dangerously low
What it is that is broken I do not know
Nothing should change my resolve
I must fight to defeat delete dissolve
This interruption disruption in my life
Meddling unsettling pedaling strife
Alone in the darkness I tend to shiver
Lacking control I slither and quiver
What is wrong with me I cannot say
But it just keeps on and won’t go away
Settle Me, Lord help me to rest
In this condition I cannot do my best
Whatever it is from it wash me clean
Teach me a lesson from which to glean
Your thought process has brought you here
You gave up your authority my sweet dear
I gave you calming music you listen not
You let ‘it’ control you and you got caught
There is no medicine that can cure ‘it’
There is no formula than can detour ‘it’
I gave you the power to stop this attack
I gave you the means to pick up the slack
Exercise, breathing, and thought control
All of these will again make you whole
Emotional turmoil blocks rational thought
Eliminate it and you will be as you ought
Change your attitude change your life
Positive thinking diminishes strife
Movement replaces emotional confusion
All of ‘it’ is actually an illusion
You can take control and beat your distress
By changing your thoughts eliminate stress
By exercising you switch your concentration
Your physical movement serves as activation
Your shiver and shake ceases to be
Your uncertainty dissolves instantly
Your mind directs your body to move
And your anxiety begins to improve
God gave us the ability to heal mind body spirit
We just need to learn how to clear it not fear it
The body does what the mind commands
It moves it rests it contracts it expands
So it is with emotions as well with control
Our thoughts can trigger disconnect or cajole
Our attitude plays a part in this scenario as well
It is where we decide we are going to dwell
Negative thinking brings about negative outcomes
The opposite is true and to what it succumbs
When we take authority of events in life
We eliminate the stress and the strife
Whatever the problem or issue that disturbs you
It is nothing you and God together cannot subdue
When God enters the situation the solution is clear
You will have eyes to see and ears to hear
So Settle Me, Lord as only You can
Help me to see and perfect Your plan
Take away the illusion of ‘it’
Cleanse me from all and every bit
D01: 01/15/2023
From the same day… https://www.theqtree.com/2023/07/30/dear-maga-20230729-open-topic/#comment-1131141 Also nice and I want to grab a second from 2 days before…the sentiment is shared by all. It’s below this one. “Litter Boxes”
Bakocarol
Simple Pleasures
Where have the simple pleasures gone
That graced past lives so they kept on
That flowered their paths through it all
With mem’ries fond and clear, but small
The times were hard but life went on
Though work days started with the dawn
And work was hard all through the day
Yet simple pleasures came their way
The golden glow of candle light
Songbirds singing with first light
Bottles clinking from the milkman
Eggs crackling in the frying pan
The heady smell of warm dark loam
Quiet minutes alone at home
Time for tea in the afternoon
Moonrise of a big, yellow moon
Hot stew and bread after long days
Thanking God, taking time to praise
Some time to sit by a warm fire
Peace and quiet when you retire
Those simple pleasures still are here
For us to see and smell and hear
Smothered by the craze of our times
As wretched words that ruin rhymes
We need ears that hear, eyes that see
And hearts that feel blessings to be
To rise above the thick dark clouds
That blanket us as evil shrouds
We need to plan to live life slow
To watch the seedlings as they grow
Treasure each flower as it appears
To bring us thoughts that bring us cheer
These simple pleasures, gifts from God
May make us smile or leave us awed
But way down deep they work to say
“Come and enjoy. God made this day.”
https://www.theqtree.com/2023/07/28/dear-maga-tgif-open-thread-20230728/#comment-1130494
Bakocarol
Litter Boxes
Litter boxes full of Senators
Litter boxes full of stinky poop
Litter boxes full of feckless Reps
Litter boxes all the same
Litter boxes full of Bidens
In the White House all insane
And they’re all made of stinky poop
And they’re Democrats by their name
And the dumb Libs in those boxes
All went to their dumb Lib schools
Where they ate only stinky poop
And they came out all the same
And there’s lawyers who hate the law
And doctors who lie and steal
And judges who say wrong is right
As the cities burn and FIB kneels
And they all love to be in power
And party ‘till the booze is gone
And they all sniff little children
As their boys all put dresses on
And their girls all wear nose rings
Like pink pigs with purple hair
And they’re all made of stinky poop
And all Democrats are the same
The corrupt FIBs put patriots
Into cold, dark, prison cells
The Libs all hate our country
And they all walk on our flag
They perversely flaunt their pride
While none live with God as Guide
And all will hear on Judgment Day
“I never knew you! Go away!”
bakocarl(
bakocarl)Online
August 12, 2023 08:03
Just a poem . . .
Time to Go
As I grow older my time nears to go
I may keep quiet or let you all know
If you find out, then I’ll ask you to pray
But not for more time so that I can stay
But that my going be free from great pain
And that I hold fast to Him who was slain
I’d ask that my exit be time for thought
That you’ll come my way because we’ve been bought
We’re not of this world, and I’m going home
To walk in God’s garden, never to roam
To walk at His side in full joy and peace
To see the wonders that will never cease
We’ll see, after all, our trip is the start
Of being complete, not living in part
Of being whole – what God wants us to be
As we are with Him for eternity
And so as I go, I’ll keep looking up
And being grateful that Christ drank His cup
To pay the price for the victory won
“Praise God forever! May His will be done!”
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Reply
https://www.theqtree.com/2023/08/12/2023%c2%b708%c2%b712-joe-biden-didnt-win-daily-thread/#comment-1137336
The 2020 Election; A Poem
They cheated.
Trump tried.
The courts bailed.
The media lied.
The patriots fought.
The lawyers pled.
The capitol was fraught.
The cowards fled.
Trump saw the light.
The time wasn’t yet.
Though he knew our plight.
He made the safer bet.
To wait for 2024.
To plot and to plan.
To show the Deep State the door.
We know he is the man.
So now we will vote.
Trump’s plan will renew.
The left’s chances are remote.
There’s not much they can do.
https://www.theqtree.com/2023/12/06/dear-kag-20231206-open-thread/#comment-1196278
Bakocarl’s reimagining of Imagine!
https://www.theqtree.com/2023/12/14/dear-maga-open-thread-20231214/#comment-1200141
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Hate crimes and our goverment won’t make a move to stop them. Things will get better, however. Just imagine . . .
Imagine
Imagine we’re in heaven
With joy, to never die
Escaping hell below us
All blest by God on high
Imagine all God’s people
Living in His Way
Imagine all the countries
All kneeling to God, too
All opening Christ’s door
And living lives anew
Imagine all God’s people
Living in His Peace
You may say I’m a dreamer
But I’m not the only one
I hope that soon you’ll join us
To rise when the Lord’s Day comes
Imagine no transgressions
No thoughts of sin in man
No thoughts of greed, no hunger
All living by God’s plan
Imagine all God’s people
Living by His Word
You may say I’m a dreamer
But I’m not the only one
I hope that soon you’ll join us
To rise when the Lord’s Day comes
A poem for Christmas 2023, in part by Bakocarl!
LINK: https://www.theqtree.com/2023/12/24/dear-maga-20231224-open-topic/
A Visit from Christ
Author: Angie Mosteller
‘Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the earth,
Every creature was stirring, awaiting a birth.
The time for Messiah was certainly near,
The prophets foretold it; the Bible was clear.
From the book of beginnings, the very first sin,
God’s word made it clear how His grace entered in.
Born of a virgin, He’d come as a man.
The Creator among us, the time was at hand.
The stars were arranged to show marvelous things,
Setting Wise Men to journey and find the true King.
Shepherds in Bethlehem gazed on the sky,
Longing to see him, their Lord the Most High.
How could they know that the very next night
An angel of God would speak words of delight?
The Savior was born, it was news of great joy.
In a cloth and a manger they’d find the dear boy.
And a heavenly host would soon join to sing
Of the glory of God and of wonderful things.
He entered creation, set position aside
To show us how deeply His love did abide.
Sin sent us away from our almighty Lord.
He became one of us that we might be restored.
He’s the Prince of our Peace; He’s the one who makes whole.
He is Wisdom Incarnate, a Shepherd of Souls.
He’s the Author of Life; He’s the Ruler of All.
He can offer salvation, on His name we call.
The shepherds and Wise Men would bow to adore
Holy God among men, our greatest reward.
All glory and honor is due to this King.
Let all join in worship; let every tongue sing.
Jesus is Lord, all creation proclaims.
He’s the first and last, He’s always the same.
History turned on the first Christmas day,
When God became man in a humble display.
As we think of the manger in which He was laid,
Let our hearts welcome Him to the world He made!
(more by bc)
Our Messiah arrived, and blest by God’s Dove,
He gave us Himself to show us God’s love.
The deaf now hear and the blind now see,
The burdened unyoked, the slaves are set free.
Mute tongues shout for joy, the lame leap high,
Living waters gush forth. Free. Not to buy.
Wonderful, Counselor, The mighty God,
The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace.
Our Messiah has come! So what did men do?
They put Him on trial and scourged Him, too.
They nailed Him to a cruel cross of wood;
This Man of Peace, perfect Love and true Good.
They mocked Him as He hung, struggling for breath,
The only relief would be granted by death.
“Father, forgive them;” now close to death’s knell,
And when He died, God forgave us as well.
A highway appeared, it’s called The Way;
For us who use it, not a one will stray.
Only the redeemed will be walking there,
In robes of pure white, with no sins to bear.
We’ll come to God, all singing His praise,
With everlasting peace for all our days.
Gladness and joy, golden crowns on each head,
Ours forever by the blood that Christ shed.
All glory to God, our Father on High,
Who gifted us faith so we’d never die.
Glory, majesty, dominion and power,
All to our God through eternity’s hours.
And so we rejoice, our Savior was born
To die for our sins, not that we should mourn.
But all, with great joy, celebrate the day
That God gave us Life, and showed us the Way.
A poem on New Year’s Eve:
‘Tis now come, the eve of the New Year,
To urge us forward with hopes held high,
To live out our lives full of good cheer,
And with strong faith as God’s Day draws nigh.
This New Year could be much like the old,
For there’s nothing new under the sun.
So with strength in our souls, let’s be bold,
And run the race ‘till our prize is won.
https://www.theqtree.com/2023/12/31/dear-maga-20231231-open-topic/#comment-1208762
COUNT IT ALL JOY
At daybreak, God coaxes you out of your sleep;
At first light, God’s blessings you’ll surely reap;
As His love surrounds you, arise in awe;
From His bountiful harvest you will draw!
In silence, thoughts of God will fill your mind;
His presence in you – know God has defined;
Open your heart and receive His great love;
His grace and His blessing sent from above!
Sing unto God – Sing a new song today;
As His Spirit indwells – shows you the way;
Praise Him – oh, Praise Him with all of your heart;
From you, He promised He would not depart!
Draw from His strength – as He dwells within you;
Without Him, there is – nothing – you can do;
Give Him this day – your sorrow and pain;
Repent of your sins – please do not refrain!
Tell Him you love Him – and thank Him outright;
For all that He does – what He brings to light;
For a smile – a kind word – encouragement, too;
For what He accomplishes through me and you!
Count it all joy – raise your voice strong in song;
Be grateful – be joyful – to Him you belong;
Your sorrows – your happiness – give it to Him;
And His Spirit – will fill your heart to the brim!
Rely on Him – do nothing – without His consent;
In your prayer – be mindful He’s omnipresent;
Give Him this day your acceptance and pray;
You can count it all joy at the end of the day!
D01: 7/20/2013
Posted by Duchess here on 01/07/2024
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/01/07/dear-maga-20240107-open-topic/#comment-1212691
Sidewalk Chalk
H/T Valerie Curren
Sidewalk Chalk, God’s Word on the street,
Spreading The Truth to traveling feet.
Seen by all who may walk that way;
Manna from heaven in full display.
Food for thought and great blessings, too,
From precious words that Angels drew.
Messages for souls, speaking to hearts,
Call to all with New Life to impart.
Oh, that the world would walk by and see,
And read and believe to be set free
To live their lives holding Christ’s hand,
Bathed in His love, and living God’s plan.
On one Great Day, when The Trump sounds,
And we depart, bound for Holy Ground,
Those who wrote will hear from God’s Son,
“Come faithful servant, enter, well done.”
Original poem from Bako Carl on 01/07/2024
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/01/07/dear-maga-20240107-open-topic/#comment-1212718
Be Still
The world rushes by most every day,
And drags us with it in every way.
The hustle and bustle, they know no end,
As we waste our lives for money to spend.
Our lives are much more than riches to hold,
Than houses and goods, and silver and gold.
Wealth, power and fame are on the wrong road
And fill up our packs with a sinful load.
The world calls out loudly, “Come. Look and see!”
“All this can be yours if you’ll follow me!”
We feel temptation and we’re all so weak.
Will it hurt much if we just take a peek?
It’s in our nature to stumble and sin,
And has been since birth from our hearts within.
We face temptations all day, ev’ry hour,
But can resist with God’s Spirit’s power.
We must slow down, set our gazes above
To see Holy God, His mercy and love.
Though those around us may think we’re quite odd,
As we stop and be still to know our God.
We can know God now, if only in part,
Though our spirit be crushed with broken heart,
As soon will be here that Glorious Day
When we arise whole, and sin goes away.
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/03/03/dear-maga-20240303-open-topic/#comment-1243501
SHEPHERD OF MY HEART
The Shepherd keeps watch over His flock;
He daily checks hearts – then, He takes stock;
If one has been tempted and led astray;
He pursues and prods lest one slip away!
Carefully crafted by our God are we;
Inside our hearts – He can clearly see;
When we accept Jesus – as Lord of all;
We answer to Jesus – the Shepherd’s call!
Oh, Lord – let me never stray from the flock;
May you always find me when you take stock;
If some day – I should be tempted and stray;
Come after me, Lord – let me not slip away!
You know in my heart – Your Spirit resides;
Be sure in my heart – Your Spirit abides;
I lay at your feet – the trials of the day;
Shepherd of my Heart – be not far away!
Direct and perfect me in all I do;
Let my labor be blessed – pleasing to You;
Let all that I am and ever will be;
Give Honor and Glory only to Thee!
Whenever I’m stumbling along the way;
Reach out to me – set me upright – I pray;
Separated from You – I pray not to be;
Shepherd of My Heart – stay close to me!
Keeper of this heart of mine – be patient;
For I am but human – sometimes I’m salient;
Not paying attention – distracted am I;
With worldly concerns – in the blink of an eye!
Be the sunlight of my day – a ray of hope;
Help me, Oh Lord – to steadfastly cope;
Be the light of my night – a bright beacon;
The Shepherd of My Heart – my church deacon!
Wash and cleanse me – as I repent today;
Purify me – in Your Word and Your Way;
Let not my sin separate us for long;
Shepherd of my Heart – to You, I belong!
Strengthen me daily – that I may not stray;
Keep me securely in Your arms today;
I trust in You – above all – and I pray;
Shepherd of My Heart – guide my heart today!
D01: 08/01/2013
Posted here by Duchess01 on 17 March 2024
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/03/17/dear-maga-20240317-open-topic/#comment-1250959
A poem from Duchess!
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/03/29/dear-maga-tgif-open-thread-20240329/#comment-1257688
JESUS – WHAT HAVE YOU DONE FOR US
How can we thank You for Your love for us
For what You have suffered – Oh, Sweet Jesus
It began with prayer in the Garden
You sweat tears of blood for our pardon
You taught us acceptance of Father’s will
You taught the importance of prayer still
You displayed how to be a servant of all
How blessed we are if we answer His call
You set out patience and perseverance
Your silence was notable adherence
We cannot imagine the perpetual pain
And all for our eternal life to gain
You exemplified unconditional love
What we struggle to be capable of
With each step to Your final elevation
Each part of You in abject ablation
Sweet Jesus – What have You done for us
Humiliating degradation thus
The agony had to be core complete
For propitiation – our sin to delete
The example of patient perseverance
Is one we must learn for apt adherence
We forget – we complain – of daily woes
You sorely suffered at the hands of Your foes
Our lives in turmoil – our nation in distress
There appears to be no end to the duress
And yet – when we think of Your sacrifice
All that we suffer is naught imprecise
Thus – If we turn the cross into a plus
We see clearly what You have done for us
The love displayed by Your outstretched arms
Anything we suffer – Your love disarms
Thank You, Sweet Jesus, for so loving us
For reopening Heaven – surely a plus
At the end of our lives here on Earth
A glorious reward of wondrous worth
D01: 04/07/2023
From bakocarl
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/03/31/dear-maga-20240331-open-topic/#comment-1258740
Herod could not kill Him
Although innocents died
Rachel wept in Ramah
Not comforted, she cried
The Jews could not stone Him
As they scoffed at His words
They would rather throw stones
And their ears never heard
Satan could not win Him
Though he tried different ways
“I’ll worship God only
For the rest of My days.”
The storm could not drown him
Though the wind and waves roared
Then He said “Peace. Be still.”
And all was calm aboard
Fear could not stop Him
He sweated blood and prayed
God’s will is what mattered
Not the price He would pay
The scourge could not stop Him
Nor the thorns, nor the cross
Nor the nails, nor the spear
Evil claimed gain, but suffered loss
Death could not hold Him
It had lost its bitter sting
The victory was God’s
With the Gospel it would bring
Jesus suffered it all
And He proved God’s great love
So let’s all sing and praise
And worship God above
From Duchess01 Posted 14 March 2024.
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/04/14/dear-maga-20240414-open-topic/#comment-1264773
I NEED HEAVENLY HELP
Have you noticed lately, Lord
I am shaky, unhinged, and floored
At what has just happened to me
I am not as sound as I used to be
My steps are labored I cannot sprint
My mind is sharp my muscles splint
My gait is slow and wouldn’t you know
My 100-yard dash it ain’t no mo
When I was young full of energy I was
My prowess in sport impressive it twas
But now I struggle just to keep going
As the years pass by I am slowing
I cannot complain by any measure
My life has taken on brand new treasure
My daily chores are so different now
An about turn they have taken somehow
I contemplate and meditate much more
My prayers are more meaningful than before
My divine appointment has been redefined
With His Divine Will it is much more aligned
Sometimes I need help keeping upright
A cane prevents me from taking flight
A handrail assists in climbing the stairs
Without these aids I could land anywheres
It is manifest madly maturing
How many more years there’s no assuring
But God has made provision for us
No reason to fret or kick up a fuss
He provides us with companions of all sorts
From animals to flowers diamonds and quartz
He turns our attention to things on high
He prompts us to look up into the sky
He sends us smiles and blessings each day
Just not in the ordinary or usual ways
A giggle here and a belly laugh there
From cyber friends on blogs everywhere
So if you are feeling old and less than useful
Remember there is more for you that’s museful
There are babies and kitties and puppies
And there are wokies, pokies and yuppies
There are nitpickers pastors and prophets
There is beauty in nature and soffits
We could be here all day naming the gifts
How marvelously God’s blessing uplifts
Suffice as to say on any given day
There are things that appear to get in the way
There are frustrations/delays we must endure
And many bumps in the road that is for sure
So if you are feeling bumped and bruised
And your body is reeling from being abused
Call on the Angels charged to assist you
And thank God they can never resist you!
D01: 02/10/2023
From Bacocarl 14 April 2024
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/04/14/dear-maga-20240414-open-topic/#comment-1264775
Untitled.
All the world has gone mad
At least that’s what it seems
As the days all lurch by
Bringing fear, all bad dreams
Mankind does evil things
For men have evil hearts
Skilled in all evil ways
To practice evil arts
Men who think that they rule
Are naming wrongs as right
And think only of self
As day fades into night
Most are lost for all time
Loving dark, shunning Light
Living life for themselves
In contempt of God’s might
This is not how it ends
God triumphs over all
All our days are God’s will
As it’s been since The Fall
With faith in God above
And with trust in God’s Son
We know how this war ends
That our fight has been won
These dark days have a dawn
Shining bright, east to west
Bringing love, peace and joy
To those of us so blest
All dark days will be gone
And sin will be no more
Our days last forever
On a pure, peaceful shore
So, friends, keep looking up
Though days be dark and drear
For we’ll soon shout with joy
When Christ, our Lord, appears
Arise! All ye chosen!
Come rise up to the clouds!
Listen to the trumpet!
Hear the call clear and loud!
Rise up to our Savior,
To meet Him in the air,
For we have been chosen
Forever as God’s heirs!
Forever in God’s will
Forever walk His ways
Forevermore grateful
Through Eternity’s days
From Duchess01 gifted 16 April 2004 on our daily open.
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/04/16/dear-kag-20240416-open-thread/#comment-1265631
A HUMBLE MAN DREAMS
As I lay me down to sleep;
I pray my soul – Oh, Lord – You keep;
I ask You keep me humble, Lord;
And ever faithful to Your Word!
With Bible open – I came right upon;
A passage familiar – Oh, Lord – dead on;
It was from John thirteen – Verse thirty-four;
A message from Jesus – I thought for sure!
I wondered why – this book – this verse;
Your concise command – Oh, Lord – it’s terse;
Within Your words – is a gift and a fruit;
Of Your Spirit – to Your Glory – its root!
As I pondered His Word – I drifted off;
Into a deep slumber – like a wave trough;
In the loft window – of a pole barn high;
I saw beyond – the land, sea, and sky!
There were cabins, gardens, and livestock;
There were creeks, streams, and haycock;
Trees, bushes, and hiking paths galore;
Could a fellow with dreams want for more?
Chickens were pecking; goats eating grass;
Fruit trees were blooming – abundant en mass;
The gardens were lush – overflowing with food;
It was like paradise – all of it good!
Only one problem – just one thing missing;
There were no people – no lovers kissing;
I blinked my eyes twice – as if that would help;
Not a peep did I hear – not even a yelp!
I looked to the sky – and asked God right quick;
And the people appeared – lickety-split;
All of a sudden – by the wave of His Hand;
People were rejoicing all over the land!
They were singing, strumming, and praising God;
For the blessings He bestowed on every pod;
They were harvesting, cooking, dancing for joy;
The children were playing – each girl and boy!
How did He know – what lay deep in my heart?
It was just a small farm – where it would start;
Some chickens and goats – and a small garden;
A humble man dreams – please – beg my pardon!
But God always has – something much better;
He triples His Gifts – OBEY – must the getter;
If you’re wondering how – small became large;
You don’t know my God – my God is in charge!
D01: 02/11/2015
From Duchess01, gifted 20 Apr 2024.
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/04/20/2024%c2%b704%c2%b720-joe-biden-didnt-win-daily-thread/#comment-1267405
THE SPECIAL PLACE
Weary of the world travails and troubles
With each day that passes the trial doubles
What must we do when life gets in the way
We go to our Special Place and we pray
The only peaceful place in His Presence
His Holy Word wherein lies His essence
To Him we come to refresh and renew
From the hardships that dost daily accrue
We trust in His love to see us through
What He has decreed and brought us to
We can do nothing aside from His care
Without Him we would be going nowhere
In the busyness of our daily routine
We have little time to stop and come clean
Our prayers are hurried and incomplete
Our growth in grace is oft bittersweet
We need to break free of the vicious trap
The enemy squeezes into the gap
Despite our armor and our daily prep
The enemy pursues at ev’ry step
He will not retreat til we demand it
By the power in us we command it
Greater is He that is within us than
He in the world who is lower than man
When life makes no sense we must retreat
When burdens are heavy and we are beat
There’s only one place where God can be found
It is that Special Place you keep around
D01: 07/14/2023
Gifted to us Sunday, 21 April 2024
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/04/21/dear-maga-20240421-open-topic/#comment-1267822
SERVANT OF ALL
Who is the greatest boxer of all time?
Who bragged he was a superstar so sublime?
Who was the runner who outran the rest?
Who clocked in his time as the very best?
Who was the richest man recently noted?
Who had wealth so vast – ego so bloated?
Who was the most famous movie star of all?
Pardon me – please – I really cannot recall!
When will the first be the last you ask?
For many are called and taken to task;
Who are the few that are chosen to be?
Elevated by God – for eternity!
It is the man with a humble, contrite heart;
Who repents of his sin from the very start;
His head hung in sorrow – he fervently pleads;
He knows it’s forgiveness – he surely needs!
He who gives thanks for blessings each day;
Is well aware of what Father would say;
If he took the choicest in life as his own;
Shared neither his wealth nor what he had sown!
If each seat taken was the best in the house;
First and foremost – and forever the louse;
Would his mansion in Heaven be the best?
Or would the fiery furnace be eternal rest?
Are we like the man who was hung on the tree?
Are we poor, humble, and as kind as He?
Compassionate, loving, and caring toward all?
Gentle, long-suffering – virtually – on call?
Do we look for attention at every turn?
Is it fame and fortune for which we yearn?
Do we take the first seat or sit in the last?
Are we meek and humble – securely steadfast?
The greatest of all is not one who’s achieved;
The best and the brightest are not conceived;
It’s the few who – among many – He will call;
The greatest will be the servant of all!
D01: 06/28/2013
Gifted by Duchess01 on 22 April 2024
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/04/22/dear-kmag-20240422-joe-biden-didnt-win-%e2%9d%80-open-topic/#comment-1268213
FORGIVE THY BROTHER
Love your neighbor as I have loved you;
This is what Jesus asked us all to do;
Judge not or you will be judged right the same;
Blame not a soul – don’t defile his or her name!
Only God knows the heart – it is His to know;
Backbiting and gossip – we must forego;
If we engage in demeaning our brother;
It hurts only us – not at all the other!
For God does not look kindly on attacks;
It is He who will correct – give the whacks;
In His conviction – he will pity the one;
Vengeance is His – and will be swiftly done!
Jesus wants us to forgive – or we will not;
When we ask forgiveness – as we ought;
We must be willing to forgive and forget;
Or forgiveness of sins – we’ll not beget!
Blaming one’s neighbor – to elevate self;
That’s not what God wants – for him or herself;
We must be accountable for falling short;
Of His glory and mercy – no smart retort!
What will we say when we stand before Him;
Will we make excuses – keep blaming Jim?
At that point it’ll be too late for amends;
It will be pointless then to forgive our friends!
Forgiveness is freedom from guilt and shame;
It comes when we repent and take the blame;
For our cruelty and meanness toward another;
For falsely accusing our sister or brother!
Be slow to anger – and quick to forgive;
Without guilt and guile is the way to live;
With love and understanding – you will be;
In God’s good graces – and frankly – free!
Creating strife among one’s sister or brother;
It is not really how you love one another;
Jesus commanded us to love as He did;
His Peace He gave us – to share not forbid!
Forgive one another – be a light in the dark;
Be love toward your brother – and set the spark;
For the peacemakers – the Word says are duly;
Called Children of God – and quite blessed – truly!
D01: 11/17/2013
Gifted from Duches01 on Monday’s Open 23 Apr 2024
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/04/23/dear-kag-20240423-open-thread/#comment-1268628
CRY OUT WITH JOY
Cry out with joy to our mighty Lord;
Heed the commands in His Holy Word;
Sing Psalms of praise and thanksgiving;
All ye who dwell in the land of the living!
Serve Him with true gladness of heart;
From His grace – pray – do not depart;
Know that He – the Lord is our God;
We belong to Him – though we are flawed!
We are His people – the sheep of His flock;
His precious, petulant – errant livestock;
In fervent pastures – we take our repose;
We are the servants He faithfully chose!
Indeed how lovingly He cares for us;
We are His children – His main focus;
From age to age – His mercy endures;
His faithfulness and constancy ensures!
Enter His gates singing sweet Psalms of Praise;
Into His courts – with thanksgiving you raise;
Your voices in song – glad tidings you bring;
All Honor and Glory is His you sing!
Give thanks to the Lord for he is good;
His mercy endures – just as it should;
His Love everlasting is tried and true;
Unconditionally given for me and you!
Cry out with joy and praise His name;
His love is forever and ever the same;
He changes not from day to day;
He is steadfast and sure come what may!
Serve Him with gladness – enter singing;
His precepts are sound – ever bringing;
Correction with love and glorious peace;
Cry out with joy – His praise never cease!
Go out with joy and share His great love;
Mindful of blessings He bestows from above;
Shout from the rooftops – He is the Lord;
His victory assured – in His Holy Word!
D01: 07/09/2013
Gifted to us from Duchess01 on Wednesday 24 April 2024
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/04/24/dear-kag-20240424-open-thread/#comment-1268991
STRENGTHEN MY HEART
Have mercy on me, my Lord and my God;
For I am distressed – in chains I am shod;
My tears flow like rivers – raging from strain;
My heart is pierced – my throat aches in pain!
My life spent in sorrow – and in deep regret;
My sins are before me – I cannot forget;
In repentance I seek You – for right relief;
Your loving kindness is – my refuge – belief!
Lord – affliction – has broken down my strength;
From helplessness, stress – I suffer at length;
My foes have encompassed me – all around;
They ravage me daily – destruction bound!
I trust in You, Lord – take comfort in You;
Come to my aid – Lord – Refresh me anew;
My life is in Your hands – if it be Your Will;
Calm the waters – from their raging – be still!
Feed me – knead me – with Your nourishing grace;
Through faith without fear – my weakness erase;
Infuse me with courage – and strengthen me;
Help me be steadfast – a stronghold like Thee!
Let me be glad and rejoice in Your love;
Assured in Your goodness sent from above;
Let me not – for one moment – be fearful;
Keep me far from unsure – doubtful – tearful!
Free me from distress – of body and mind;
Help me walk self-assured – no longer blind;
With my life in Your hands – deliver me;
From the throes of my foes – let me be free!
Strengthen My Heart – as only You know how;
Pour forth Your knowledge – understanding now;
Send in Your angels – with reinforcements;
Lift up my spirit – in inch increments!
Send forth Your Spirit – to enlighten me;
With knowledge – understanding – wisdom be;
A tower of strength – instilled in my heart;
Let not Your Spirit – from me nere depart!
Strengthen My Heart – my Lord and my King;
Let the indwelling Spirit – His power bring;
Your justice – Oh Lord – from on high rain down;
Let Your Heavenly Grace – be forever my crown!
D01: 09/30/2013
Gifted by Duches01 on Thursday’s Open, 25 April 2024
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/04/25/dear-maga-open-thread-20240425/#comment-1269463
FIGHT THE GOOD FIGHT
Have you noticed evil increased on earth
The arrogance and flagrancy sheer girth
We are told to pray daily without end
We must not quit give up or even bend
What makes evil so blatant in plain sight
What can we do to curtail this and fight
We must don our Armor of God so fine
We must be Prayer Warriors divine
We must empower others do the same
In His Precious and Most Holy Name
For whatever we ask of the Father
In Jesus’ name compares to no other
We must stand and be bold in all our ways
We must hold onto Him all of our days
We must not accept what’s meant to deter
Redacted refracted revised to infer
We will find truth in His Word as put forth
We will discover knowledge for its worth
We will discern understanding in time
We will reap wisdom its purpose sublime
Saturated with lies and dire deceit
We exhaust ourselves in fighting replete
Instead of uniting under His banner
We’re distracted in discordant manner
To God be the Glory forever amen
To Him be our allegiance now and when
We fight the good fight and are welcomed in
To our heavenly home purified within
D01: 08/04/2023
Gifted by Duches01 on Friday, 26 April 2024
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/04/26/dear-maga-tgif-open-thread-20240426/#comment-1269916
REMOVE THAT FENCE
From childhood to adulthood, we are taught;
We must control our feelings as we ought;
A woman can cry and regain her composure;
But a man must refrain from feeling exposure!
In public, we mustn’t make fools of ourselves;
Be sure to put feelings back onto shelves;
Be sure to conceal some part none can see;
Keep our feelings under wraps protectively!
Some of us build walls – others build fences;
Through these barriers – the battle commences;
We share bits and pieces of trivia true;
Not too much – that just might – belie me or you!
We play this game fairly – not just because;
Our fear of rejection might give us pause;
What man puts asunder – no man can break;
There’s too much to lose – too much at stake!
So what does God think of this foolish frivolity?
Does He look kindly on this dumb-founded folly?
If lies and deception are part of this game;
It will surely divide if not defame!
No doubt God would rather we not build walls;
Those fences do not keep in whatever befalls;
Without or within is nowhere to be;
Separated from God – are you and me!
Love one another as I have loved you;
Jesus gave – this command – so we must do;
He mentioned neither walls nor fences to be;
Erected to keep – me from you – you from me!
As a servant of God, He was second to none;
He set the example for the victory won;
So if we build fences around our hearts;
The Spirit He moves – but soon He departs!
His gifts – they are many – His fruits the same;
From giving of self – we should not refrain;
Freely He loves – so love freely must we;
Not a stone unturned must there ever be!
We reap what we sow – our harvest returned;
With a heart full of love – we have so yearned;
From inside out and from without within;
Without walls and fences – we must begin!
We must be not afraid – it is about trust;
The love in our hearts gives it its thrust;
If our union is blessed – then blessed it will be;
With faith – through grace – for eternity!
So remove that fence – and tear down that wall;
Before opportunity passes – and trust befall;
Be not afraid – I am with you always;
Today – and tomorrow – and for all days!
D01: 07/21/2013
From Duches01 posted to Saturday’s Open 27 April 204
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/04/27/2024%c2%b704%c2%b727-joe-biden-didnt-win-daily-thread/#comment-1270388
SHEPHERD OF MY HEART
The Shepherd keeps watch over His flock;
He daily checks hearts – then, He takes stock;
If one has been tempted and led astray;
He pursues and prods lest one slip away!
Carefully crafted by our God are we;
Inside our hearts – He can clearly see;
When we accept Jesus – as Lord of all;
We answer to Jesus – the Shepherd’s call!
Oh, Lord – let me never stray from the flock;
May you always find me when you take stock;
If some day – I should be tempted and stray;
Come after me, Lord – let me not slip away!
You know in my heart – Your Spirit resides;
Be sure in my heart – Your Spirit abides;
I lay at your feet – the trials of the day;
Shepherd of my Heart – be not far away!
Direct and perfect me in all I do;
Let my labor be blessed – pleasing to You;
Let all that I am and ever will be;
Give Honor and Glory only to Thee!
Whenever I’m stumbling along the way;
Reach out to me – set me upright – I pray;
Separated from You – I pray not to be;
Shepherd of My Heart – stay close to me!
Keeper of this heart of mine – be patient;
For I am but human – sometimes I’m salient;
Not paying attention – distracted am I;
With worldly concerns – in the blink of an eye!
Be the sunlight of my day – a ray of hope;
Help me, Oh Lord – to steadfastly cope;
Be the light of my night – a bright beacon;
The Shepherd of My Heart – my church deacon!
Wash and cleanse me – as I repent today;
Purify me – in Your Word and Your Way;
Let not my sin separate us for long;
Shepherd of my Heart – to You, I belong!
Strengthen me daily – that I may not stray;
Keep me securely in Your arms today;
I trust in You – above all – and I pray;
Shepherd of My Heart – guide my heart today!
D01: 08/01/2013
From Duchess01 given to us on Sunday 28 April 2024
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/04/28/dear-maga-20240428-open-topic/#comment-1270808
PRAISE THE LORD
Praise the Lord – Who guides our way;
Through His Spirit – to brighten our day;
Touching our hearts – gently and deep;
His Honor and Glory – we value to keep!
Our Father – Who loves us unconditionally;
Is right beside us where we need Him to be;
With Gifts of Grace – to bless us all day;
His Spirit abides – to guide our way!
Praise the Lord – what better advisor;
Could we ever hope – would make us wiser;
When we are perplexed about what to do;
God has a message just for me and you!
Through His Spirit – God speaks to us;
He works out the particulars without the fuss;
He guides us through life’s ups and downs;
Through our successes – and turnarounds!
Praise the Lord – in good times and bad;
Throughout his correction – don’t be sad;
Know that God loves us no matter what;
Through our if/then – and even our but!
God knows what we need before we do;
Cause He sees in the heart of me and you;
All He needs is acknowledgement thrust;
From outside to inside – In God we trust!
Our Faith needs replenishment almost daily;
We need to repent of our sins most ably;
No hiding behind our justification;
Cause God knows our heart identification!
Whenever you are caught in a dilemma or two;
Just go to the Quiet – Let God speak to you;
For in the silence – of your own heart;
His secrets to you – He will gladly impart!
Praise the Lord – for His intuit inspection;
His enduring love – His careful correction;
Whenever we doubt – whatever the case;
It is all about Virtue – His Gift of Grace!
D01: 07/29/2013
From bakocarl On Sunday’s daily, 28 April 2024
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/04/28/dear-maga-20240428-open-topic/#comment-1270862
God’s in control, His will is supreme
When evil ‘wins’, it’s not what it seems
All things, good and bad, work to His will
Serve Him well, His plans to fulfill
God uses men to further His plans
Though they’re evil, they’re all in His hands
Lost and unknowing, they work for Him
Though they ‘win’, their future is grim
We who are His, will walk down His ways
Learning His will in all of our days
Changing, slowly to be what we should
Forsaking evil, living for good
All yearning to be, when we arise
Complete in Him, rising through the skies
Meeting our Savior, seeing His face
Immersed in His love, mercy and grace
Living in joy, giving thanks and praise
Seeing God clearly, not through the haze
Knowing fully our great Prince of Peace
Living in wonders that never cease
From Duchess01
Brought to us on Monday, 29 April 2024
from https://www.theqtree.com/2024/04/29/dear-kmag-20240429-joe-biden-didnt-win-%e2%9d%80-open-topic/#comment-1271237
HELP ME, LORD
Hear my prayer, O Lord – please hear my cry;
Hide not Thy face from me – stand closely by;
Incline Thine ear to me – answer my call;
For I am helpless in my wherewithal!
My days are consumed – in pain, I move not;
My heart beats in vain – overwhelmed, besought;
I struggle to breathe – I implore Your aid;
Begging for mercy – and yet, unafraid!
Strengthen me, Lord – as only You know how;
Send forth Thy Comforter to help me now;
Send forth the angels to hold me upright;
Help me, Lord – Help me to live, love, and fight!
The enemy plagues me both day and night;
His demons work to discourage me right;
He taunts me, haunts me, and laughs at my pain;
My prayers he sees worthless – and all in vain!
Be it Your will – with Your power and might;
Remove this affliction – far out of sight;
Defeat the devil – his power disband;
Help me, Lord – with Your Healing Hand!
You called me, Lord – in Your Service to be;
Your minister, Lord – bring people to Thee;
How can I manage – for people to care?
With this heart sorely in need of repair?
I ask not for me this healing take place;
I ask not this suffering You erase;
I ask only to stand for You, O Lord;
To bring others to You in one accord!
If in this state, You still want me to serve;
If it be Your will, my heart you preserve;
Whatever you decide – I will endure;
With You by my side – of that I am sure!
Help me, Lord to accept what You decide;
In You and with You – I long to abide;
Through You and for You – my heart is alive;
Heal me, Lord – Help me – to live, love, and thrive!
D01: 05/14/2013
Also here:
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/09/05/dear-maga-open-thread-20240905/#comment-1332081
Poem and Comment by bakocarl
Posted on Tuesday’s Open, 30 April 2024
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/04/30/dear-kag-20240430-open-thread/#comment-1271633
“Not my will but Thy will be done”
Believers pray to our Holy One
But why? Why is it His will not mine?
Because I’m flawed and He’s divine!
Being a man I’m flawed from birth,
As all men are upon this earth.
And what I want is not best for me,
For those are things that only God sees.
God’s will for me provides what I need,
For in His soil I am but a seed.
Food and water and air and sun
Are all mine ‘till my life is done.
And there are times of wind, heat and cold
To be endured as I grow old.
Endured, yes. But also to learn,
As He shows us His paths and which way to turn.
The winds and rain may form storms in life,
For there are times we must learn from strife.
With branches stressed, we rely on Him
To come and save us, to prune and trim.
All this is for us, for our own good,
To grow and bear fruit as we should.
We may not see these hard times as right,
But God knows best how to win this fight.
We are His and we’re in His hands,
And He’ll lead us to live by His plans.
So we must say, as our war has been won,
“Not my will but Thy will be done”
______________________________________________________________
These thoughts occurred to me as DW has just been diagnosed with incipient dementia. More tests scheduled. I’m sure that she and I will both be led down future paths with much to learn.
Help me, Lord, to accept what You decide;
In You and with You – I long to abide.
A poem from Duchess01
BECAUSE WE BELIEVE
To whom do we go when we are troubled
When our challenges in life are doubled
We might go to a relative or a friend
Discuss the problem in full to no end
In reality what should we do instead
When problems arise rear their ugly head
We should pray and get into His Presence
We should seek and find His Holy Essence
Where does the Spirit of God reside
Purely in us if in Him we abide
Man can provide some comforting solace
But God’s pristine provision is flawless
The Bible details promises fulfilled
It teaches us Our Father is strong-willed
It provides stories of the days gone by
Prophecies probabilities from on high
The Bible explains the what when and how
We learn quickly why we reap what we sow
We’re taught of His commands and His rules
Given instructions and the proper tools
With holy knowledge there can be no doubt
What God’s Word can do what it’s all about
There is one requirement for us to achieve
We must be holy and we must believe
Because we believe God bestows His love
His Army of Angels charged from above
His faithfulness and power open wide
And His Holy Spirit resides inside
D01: 07/23/2023
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/04/30/dear-kag-20240430-open-thread/#comment-1271734
ONE DAY, SOMEDAY
Have you been abandoned and left alone
Is the pain so unbearable you’re thrown
It comes not from the body or the head
It comes spiritually inside instead
One day, someday you’ll discover that He
Will reveal more than imagined to be
Quit waiting for man to make it alright
Quit sitting on your bum get in the fight
Armor up daily and please pray pray pray
There really is no other possible way
We fight an enemy fierce and unseen
An enemy in plain sight ever been
Blind to the peril under which we survive
Unable to progress or even thrive
Twas not what God wanted or even planned
This surreptitious slavery under man
Some have claimed God could really care less
Despite her gifts ‘Merica is a mess
Look at what we accepted without a peep
How did we manage to get in so deep
The web the enemy cleverly weaved
Has cause devastation so bereaved
We’ve lost what we valued so dear to our hearts
Broken to pieces and left without parts
When will God move as He promised of old
When will He free us from bondage foretold
When will the fruits of the wicked be torn
When will our nation be no more forlorn
Someday soon you will see His Almighty Hand
Spread worldwide over the sky sea and land
The Trumpet will sound everyone will hear
There’ll be joy everywhere not a single tear
D01: 07/17/2023
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/05/01/dear-kag-20240501-open-thread/#comment-1272153
Poem by Duchess01 gifted on Thursdays Open, 2 May 2024
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/05/02/dear-maga-open-thread-20240502/#comment-1272578
BLESSED ARE YOU
Amen – Amen – I say unto you;
Gather together I am with you;
Remember what – for you – I have done;
To ensure you and I live forever as one!
Blessed are you who are poor in spirit;
The Kingdom of God is yours – albeit;
Blessed are you who mourn – in your hearts;
Sweet comfort for you – My Spirit imparts!
Blessed are you who are meek – and lowly;
For you shall inherit the earth – most wholly;
Blessed are you who hunger and thirst;
For righteousness you will be filled and first!
Blessed are you who are merciful – and kind;
Mercy shall be yours – so keep that in mind;
Blessed are you who are purest in heart;
For you will see God from the very start!
Blessed are you who strive to make peace;
As children of God – your joy will not cease;
Blessed are you who are persecuted for right;
The Kingdom of Heaven will be in your sight!
Blessed are you who men revile and persecute;
Relentless for My name’s sake they prosecute;
Saying in all manner of evil you’re defiled;
I will exalt you – you’ll not be beguiled!
Blessed are you who have suffered for Me;
For great your reward in Heaven will be;
As prophets of old suffered greatly as well;
Like them, you profit – your riches will swell!
Be not dismayed – there is right judgment;
Be not distressed – for any begrudge meant;
Know that I see what is hidden from sight;
As in the last days, it is I who is light!
Blessed are you who are faithful and true;
I am He who can see the good that you do;
Truly you are – blessed and holy you be;
Living in paradise – someday with Me!
D01: 07/21/2013
From Duchess01, on Friday’s daily, 3 May 2024
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/05/03/dear-maga-tgif-open-thread-20240503/#comment-1272961
THE POWER OF GOD
When confronted with impossible odds
With insurmountable bauds and frauds
We look to contemplation and reason
Inward outward no matter the season
After consideration of every option
The master chosen is the swaption
Of the world we should be but naught
Through daily struggles we get caught
We twist and turn aimlessly all about
Filled with anger anguish dastardly doubt
We are tossed in the storm of no return
For the Peace of the Lord we surely yearn
What can we do to detach and dispatch
The obvious outrageous moot mismatch
What have we done that we need to undo
What can we do to secure a breakthrough
What did we do at the start that went wrong
Why is it so hard and taking so long
Why do we struggle to figure it out
It all comes back to the matter of doubt
What did Thomas doubt that was unseen
What was he missing that should have been
Why did he hesitate when others believed
What did they have he had not received
We know the story of Thomas the doubter
Unfortunately some have played the flouter
Of little faith were Thomas and Matthew
By His Word we really did not have to
In Proverbs 3 – lies quality advice
The commands are simple and thrice
Trust – Lean Not – and do Acknowledge
The path made straight by pre-knowledge
Does faith precede you in all that you do
Is obedience without further ado
Do you take it up with Him first or last
Is your turmoil present or is it past
Does doubt deter and mesmerize your mind
Do you panic because you fell behind
Are you anxiety-ridden and far off course
Have you considered the unseemly source
When we dare to doubt the Power of God
We fail to trust – acknowledge – give Him laud
We think falsely there is naught He can do
Tho’ the impossible He can make anew
A time when we were too lost and tossed
It appeared the bridge could not be crossed
The mountain was much too high to mount
And problems were too numerous to count
Not so – not anymore – God is in charge
Man cannot solve worldwide turmoil at large
Much too soon the enemy took control
Before too long he’ll be in a blackhole
One man cannot right the wrongs worldwide
He can make changes with God by his side
When there appears to be no other way
The Power of God will – so let us PRAY!
D01: 04/22/2023
God’s in control, His will is supreme
When evil ‘wins’, it’s not what it seems
All things, good and bad, work to God’s will
Serve Him well, His plans to fulfill
God uses men to further His plans
Though they’re evil, they’re all in His hands
Lost and unknowing, they work for Him
And though they ‘win’, their future is grim
We who are His, will walk down His ways
Learning His will in all of our days
Changing, slowly to be what we should
Forsaking evil, living for good
All yearning to be, when we arise
Complete in Him, rising through the skies
Meeting our Savior, seeing His face
Immersed in His love, mercy and grace
Living in joy, giving thanks and praise
Seeing God clearly, not through the haze
Knowing fully our great Prince of Peace
Living in wonders that never cease
From bakocarl, May 4, 2024
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/05/04/2024%c2%b705%c2%b704-joe-biden-didnt-win-daily-thread/#comment-1273330
Carl’s insightful comment on [some of] the Q crowd!
Posted on May 4, 2024.
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/05/04/2024%c2%b705%c2%b704-joe-biden-didnt-win-daily-thread/#comment-1273322
I’m amazed at all the Q Proofs
Magic to show Q’s not a spoof
The numbers seem just idle prate
To prove Q’s a prophet, not click-bait
Q insiders post by the score
Their secret knowledge, and yet more
Teasing with questions, as they do
Far more prescient than me or you
Questions that ask but don’t inform
Swirling about us in a storm
Tossed out by these vain wannabees
Pretending that they’re Socrates
Multiple answers and more hype
Lead to the smell of rotten tripe
But their games, well, they still go on
An endless stream from dusk ‘till dawn
Q experts, so very endowed
So intelligent and so proud
Rise above us on mental stilts
Spouting their thoughts of golden gilt
“Think logically” we hear them say
Their remedy to save the day
Empty words that don’t help at all
Oft repeated as their cure-all
“I already knew”, they brag and boast
Touting their wisdom in their posts
“I’m just so smart, so far ahead”
“So perceptive and so well-read”
Many are those that have the need
To be seen as a better breed
Far ahead of the hoi polloi
A shiny, brilliant golden boy
But posers never win a war
That job’s such a menial chore
It’s time to stop the riddles and games
Bring out all facts and name the names
For it’s not elites that save the day
Nor rise to battle within the fray
We all know how this war is won
The common man will see it done
From grass roots we’ll get victory
Practical results that all can see
Deplorables throughout our great land
Will restore our American brand
And we’ll remember for all time
The costs of treachery and crime
And we’ll stand tall when our nation calls
For Liberty and Justice for all
From Duchess01 Gifted on Saturday, 4 May 2024
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/05/04/2024%c2%b705%c2%b704-joe-biden-didnt-win-daily-thread/#comment-1273398
GIFT OF GRACE
His Grace is abundant in meekness
His strength is made perfect in weakness
Gladly glory in your infirmities
And do not fear any adversities
When you are torn and worn from battle
Angels will remove the rote rattle
Lift you up and attend to your sores
The bruises and scars from many wars
When you are dejected defeated and down
Remember God’s mercy will soon abound
He will carry you gently while you heal
The power of His Love you will surely feel
By the Grace of God you are who you are
His Grace imparted on you left no scar
You labored more abundantly than many
More than adequate which was plenty
By Grace you are saved thru Faith it is said
And not of yourself but a gift instead
One of many God bestows upon those
Who obey His commands even en throes
When you are weakened spiritually
Be rest assured of God’s right remedy
Nothing that happens is ever too large
Be still and know that He is in charge
By your side He will always be ready
To raise you right up and keep you steady
By Grace through Faith you belong to Him
A loving gift He confers not on a whim
D01: 08/22/2023
By Duchess01 Sunday, 5 May 2024
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/05/05/dear-maga-20240505-open-topic/#comment-1273718
HOLY SPIRIT POWER
Whoever values the world – is not of God;
The Spirit cannot dwell in him – he is flawed;
Seek ye first the kingdom of God – in His Word;
All will be added too – have you not heard?
The Power of the Spirit is immense;
Indwelled with the Spirit is intense;
There is no comparison – none at all;
To anything worldly – the world is too small!
His Spirit within you empowers – protects;
He convicts you of sin – and He corrects;
No power in the universe – can compare;
Anytime – anyplace – or anywhere!
Trust in God – keep close contact – let Him in;
Pray He will send His Spirit to dwell within;
When the Spirit indwells – He guides your way;
Whatever you do – whatever you say!
All bad feelings – all hurt – attendant pain;
He will dispel – till you are free again;
He will guide your heart – so free you will stay;
The demons that pursue you – He’ll keep at bay!
All turmoil – torment – they seek to create;
He will disable – and surely abate;
Keep in obedience – and He’ll bless you;
With His gifts and fruits – that’s what He will do!
When you are tempted – by the evil one;
Think not twice – ask Him – and it will be done;
Take this thought from me – please take it away;
In Jesus’ Name – it has no power to stay!
In all that you do – what you encounter;
He will assist – and put it asunder;
Fear not the evil one – his power fades;
With the Spirit inside – His power aids!
In the supernatural war – we fight each day;
There’s no greater power – to keep them away;
Than His Spirit inside you – strengthening;
Protecting – their distance He’s lengthening!
Come – Holy Spirit – within me – I pray;
Keep all evil from me – keep it at bay;
Keep my heart – and my thoughts – pure with Your grace;
Indwell in my heart – shine Your light on my face!
D01: 12/02/2013
FONT OF BLESSING
In morning’s first light, I think fondly of You;
I ponder in my heart – what You will ask I do;
My morning petitions in prayer I plead;
What is it, Lord – from me – that You most need?
Send forth Your Spirit to enlighten me;
Give me Your discernment so I may be;
Understanding and mindful of Your plan;
Ready to serve You the best that I can!
Set up your appointment of the divine;
In my mind and heart – clarify – refine;
Your Will not mine – must be forever Thine;
Through all human endeavor and by design!
It is You who determines what will be;
The fate of mankind o’er land and o’er sea;
Who is man that You would care about him?
After all he has done through selfish whim?
Many of our brethren suffer each day;
At the hands of evil to our dismay;
What can I do to dismantle and jam?
When meek and lowly – Your servant I am!
Strengthen me, Lord – to fight valiantly now;
Through prayer and fasting – feed me somehow;
Lift up my brethren – and strengthen them, too;
The Font of Blessing – comes only from You!
Gather Your angels – of the warring kind;
Leave not a single man – woman behind;
Send forth Your Spirit – by Your mighty hand;
Break the evil hold – over all the land!
Give us this day Your sweet heavenly bread;
Make certain – your children – they – are all fed;
Gather in prayer – your brethren today;
Help us – Oh, Lord – keep all evil at bay!
Our Father – who in Heaven resides;
Send forth Your Spirit who in us abides;
Have mercy on us – oh, please hear my cry;
The Font of Blessing – oh, please do apply!
DD1: 07/24/2013
Posted on this site 6 May 2024
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/05/06/dear-kmag-20240506-joe-biden-didnt-win-%e2%9d%80-open-topic/#comment-1274031
Also 9/17/2024
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/09/17/dear-kag-20240917-open-thread/#comment-1337848
From bakocarl today, 6 May 2024…..
Blest
Not worthy at all, but so richly blest,
Our lives fly by in our great quest
To fully know Jesus, and run the race,
To walk God’s paths, and to seek His face.
We were blest by God before time,
Chosen in Him for no good, yours or mine.
Chosen in Him by His will for His plan
To redeem the lives of sinful man.
Bought by Christ’s blood on a wooden cross,
Though we fully deserve both grief and loss.
Given faith as a gift, so we can believe,
And all is ours; we must only receive.
Indwelt by God’s Spirit, a holy Seal
That no one can break, that no one can steal,
To mark us forever as God’s kin;
Blest in His sight, redeemed from our sin.
God’s Holy Spirit is our Helper, too;
Teacher, Reminder of what we should do.
He reveals and brings wisdom and power,
Preparing us for that blest future hour.
In that blest hour we’ll all hear the shout
And, like Lazarus, we will come out.
Out and up to our Lord in the sky,
And onward to our new homes on high.
Blest we are, richly blest every day;
Blest to be chosen from out of the fray;
Blest to be led along God’s pathways.
Blest! Truly blest! Hallelujah we praise!
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/05/06/dear-kmag-20240506-joe-biden-didnt-win-%e2%9d%80-open-topic/#comment-1274066
Duchess01, May 7th, 2024
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/05/07/dear-kag-20240507-open-thread/#comment-1274586
THE SPIRIT OF GOD
We each have gifts given by God at birth
These gifts like virtues expound our worth
The fruits are like actions virtues produce
These presents the Spirit comes to induce
Prompted by the Spirit the gifts bear fruit
Without the Spirit the gifts are but moot
Gifts bear fruit with the aid of the Spirit
Devoid of the Spirit we cannot clear it
The Spirit lives inside of the believer
The presence of fruits Spirit achiever
Indwelling is proof of the Spirit within
Through Him with Him the work can begin
It has been said the gifts there are seven
With the nine fruits we are blessed by heaven
Through prayer and practice our gifts blossom
And the fruits that advance are quite awesome
Understanding Knowledge and Wisdom
Counsel Piety Fortitude system
The Fear of the Lord all give a good start
The Spirit inside us blesses the heart
The action derived from the work we do
The fruits that are seen will benefit you
Filled with Love Goodness Kindness and Peace
Then Joy Patience Gentleness Faith increase
With Perseverance we cannot go wrong
Aligned with the Spirit where we belong
What wondrous ability you can accrue
When the Spirit of God lives inside of you
D01: 07/21/2023
Duchess01, from Wednesday May 8th, 2024
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/05/08/dear-kag-20240508-open-thread/#comment-1275113
LIGHT OF THE WORLD
Jesus said: Ye are the light of the world
As children of God darkness is unfurled
We walk as children in the light of God
Because He called us out not to be flawed
If we walk in the light as He is in the light
We have fellowship with one another aright
The Blood of the Lamb cleanses all from sin
Darkness cannot exist or live within
Let light shine out of darkness in our hearts
Where knowledge of His Glory light imparts
His Word is a lamp right unto our feet
A light unto our path none can defeat
Let your light shine bright before all others
Show your good works to sisters brothers
All praise to the Heavenly Father of all
That they may give glory both great and small
Then your light shall break forth like the dawn
Your healing shall spring up quickly bygone
Your righteousness shall go well before you
The Glory of God behind you accrue
Your eye is the lamp of your whole body
When the eye is healthy it shines broadly
But when it is not beware you will see
Darkness will envelope encompass thee
Come out of the darkness into the light
Proclaim the excellence of God outright
He who walks in darkness loses his way
But he who walks with God will not stray
D01: 07/30/2023
bakocarl from Thursday, May 9th, 2024
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/05/09/dear-maga-open-thread-20240509/#comment-1275471
Heaven
We may never know how it came to be,
That we were chosen, both you and me
But “Glory to God!” is what we’ll give,
For God gave His Son so that we can live.
In our meager minds we can’t comprehend
What God has planned for us at life’s end.
Our joy will surpass all finite confines
As we bask in God’s light – His glory divine.
Oh, to be on that beautiful shore,
Complete in Him with sin no more.
Death and sorrow now gone, no pain.
Godliness, contentment and gain remain.
Sublime peace and joy, through every day;
Smooth paths grace us, guiding our way.
Every day fills with righteousness and love,
All planned before by our Father above.
After an eon in God’s golden light,
We’ll still be filled with amazed delight.
God’s joyful abundance exceeds our dreams,
As our praise flows to Him in heartfelt streams.
Duchess01 from Thursday, May 9th 2024
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/05/09/dear-maga-open-thread-20240509/#comment-1275502
FRIEND AND COMFORT
We think we know all about Jesus
We undoubtedly believe He frees us
His blood protects us from all harm
No rhyme or reason for alarm
By His stripes we are totally healed
We just need to trust our fate is sealed
It is our friendship with Him that reveals
The secrets that experience conceals
Jesus is a friend who ne’er lets us down
Through thick and thin He is always around
When we least expect He appears so close
He comes quickly by the prayer we chose
Did you know he is physician/therapist
He can diagnose/propose repair it best
When all have thrown in the towel tis true
He has the perfect plan for what to do
No one would believe if ever be told
His glorious guidance to behold
Unless they experienced the intimacy
Of a relationship with legitimacy
His patience purges tumultuous tears
His calmness fractures frightening fears
His nearness comforts the hopelessness
His strength befuddles broad brokenness
When we cry through the pain He lifts us up
Offers us a sip from the Blessing Cup
Encourages us to endure thru it all
As He readies us for His Divine Call
It’s an exercise in humility to give it all to Him
Not something He takes lightly on a whim
Tis a gift of assurance we’ll succeed
As long as we trust in Him and accede
D01: 05/08/2024
Duchess, an extra special. 😁 Thursday, 9 May 2024
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/05/09/dear-maga-open-thread-20240509/#comment-1275520
JUST FOR FUN – AND – FOR SCOTT
BE SILLY
Silly is as silly does
As silly is meant to be
Outrageous uncontrollable because
It’s a release to set us free
We might feel foolish for a little while
Embarrassed and giddy and nutty
Normally not like us or our style
Unglued and detached without putty
So when you feel overwhelmed
Just let go and be silly
Shake the shackles be unhelmed
Writhe about willy nilly
Refrained and restrained for so long
Tied up in knots we have become
Stiff and unfit is oh so wrong
What happened to many benumb
Surely events of the past two years
Have shaken and rattled outrightly
Increased our fears brought us to tears
And unnerved us more than just slightly
So if you are unravelled and uptight
Pay no mind to the cold and chilly
Get rid of the stress release it outright
Just let yourself go and be silly
D01: 04/24/2023
Duchess01 Friday, May 10th 2024
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/05/10/dear-maga-tgif-open-thread-20240510/#comment-1275797
LIKE A CHILD
Like a Child – to you, Lord – I long to be;
Humble not proud – nor haughty – to Thee;
Trusting – forgiving – lovingly giving;
Innocent and pure – faithfully living!
You promised Your kingdom – and rightfully;
To those who – like children – are delightfully;
Pure in spirit – with simplicity of heart;
Where the Spirit resides – and will not depart!
As a child of God – I will give You my all;
Lest my sins weigh me down – and be my downfall;
Let my heart be not proud – or my eyes haughty;
Let me be innocent – pure – and rarely naughty!
What can a child do – an adult cannot?
Forgive in an instant – without a thought;
A child has compassion – when another hurts;
He comforts – consoles – no malice he blurts!
In awe of his God is the little child;
His love is great – his heart undefiled;
He sees no ethnicity or skin color;
His friend is a pal of vigor and valor!
Never let pride enter into your heart;
It causes the Spirit to quickly depart;
Be slow to anger and quick to forgive;
For it is in dying – that you will live!
When another is injured or afflicted;
Let compassion rule – be not conflicted;
As your Heavenly Father gives to you;
For brother and sister – so you must do!
In your relations – be honest and true;
Do not deceive – let your ego rule you;
For what do you gain – when left all alone?
All puffed up in pride – your friendship blown!
How can a man be childlike in spirit?
Be pure of heart – and receive great merit;
What can he do to please Jesus each day?
He must humble himself – there’s no other way!
Whoever humbles himself Like a Child;
Will be greater in heaven – never exiled;
Whoever receives one – in Your Holy name;
Receives Child and You – one and the same!
D01: 09/28/2013
Duchess01 Saturday, 11 May 2024
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/05/11/2024%c2%b705%c2%b7011-joe-biden-didnt-win-daily-thread/#comment-1276209
HEAL US, LORD
In the morning, we are reminded
Of what we need to do today
We try to remain broad-minded
As we attempt to make our way
As our eyes open to a new day
We think first thoughts of You
For it is You who will guide our way
Over, above, and through
Without You we would be lost
Confused in mind, body, and soul
Through this maze we would be tossed
No way we would ever be whole
What would You have us do today
Where are we needed the most
Who needs a prayer a clearway
Nearby or at a distant coast
Be we anxious or just be concerned
About another in the mind
Whose life may suddenly be upturned
Or it may be one in a bind
Whatever it is the Spirit knows
For it is He who guides us
Through many sorrows even woes
With best blessings He abides us
Inspire us Lord as we make our way
Guide us Lord in all that we do
Make this a most prosperous day
As we praise and glorify You
Not for us do we work so hard
Not for us do we normally pray
Not for us do we stand guard
But to help another make his way
Help us, Lord, to be of service
Help us, Lord, to glorify You
Help us, Lord, not to be nervous
About what it is we must do
Open our hearts and clear our minds
Open our ears wide to listen
Help us to open the spiritual blinds
Pray for those we need to christen
Many are lost in ways unknown
They have been brought to the edge
They need to know they are not alone
They must come now off of the ledge
There is healing in the Blood of Jesus
There is healing in His mighty Word
There is healing in His love that frees us
It is by His love that we are stirred
Heal us, Lord, from all that binds us
From anything that would divide
Heal us, Lord, from all that blinds us
Help us, Lord, in You to abide
It is You in whom we find comfort
From worldly concerns of the day
From all that brings discomfort
Help us, Lord, to drive it away
Strengthen our bodies and minds
Bring peace to those around us
Bless Your people of all kinds
Let not turmoil surround us
Heal us, Lord, as only You can do
From whatever it is that ails us
Let us not be discouraged or blue
Break up the evil that assails us
Give us peace of mind, body, and soul
Help us stand strong and not falter
Give us back that which they stole
Grant our petitions left at the altar
Bless us, Lord, and heal us
From all that would keep us aback
From all adversity seal us
Protect us from ev’ry attack
Under Your wings we are sheltered
From all that could ever harm us
Under Your love we are weltered
Nothing will ever alarm us
Thank You for hearing our prayer
For guiding us on our way
For nothing could ever compare
With blessings received each day
AMEN.
D01: 04/06/2022
Duchess01 from Sunday, 12 May 2024 for Mother’s Day!
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/05/12/dear-maga-20240512-open-topic/#comment-1276678
A MOTHER’S MANTRA
The trials and tribulations of a mother;
Neither begin nor end at birth nor bother;
At conception, God blesses the tiny seed;
Yielding to God, mother and child accede!
With Faith, Hope, and Love – gifts given by God;
The journey toward life by which we are awed;
Is fraught with twists and turns and discomfort;
Till joy supplants pain – and rewards the effort!
Many are the sorrows of motherhood;
Mary, His Mother – at the cross she stood;
Pierced through the heart with unparallelled pain;
From her sorrow, His Glory she would gain!
A mother’s pain is suffered in silence;
On God’s great love must be her reliance;
She understands not the will of the Lord;
So she searches for answers in His Word!
She knows that Jesus suffered not in vain;
She understands His suffering and His pain;
She recognizes His gift to all of mankind;
And treasures His gift in her heart and mind!
She remembers His mother at the cross;
She can relate perfectly to her loss;
Whatever she suffers cannot compare;
To the suffering Mary had to forbear!
Be not discouraged – oh, mother of Mine;
Be thee encouraged – child of the divine;
Seek thee thy comfort and love from on high;
Give no credence to the sorrowful sigh!
Trust that your child and you are in My care;
Not a moment goes by when I am not there;
Standing beside you with angelic aid;
My death on the cross was the price I paid!
Be neither afraid nor fearful – for I am here;
To help and comfort – to Me, you are dear;
Give Me your sorrow and distress this day;
And I will be with you all of the way!
Remember your child is My child as well;
Put your trust in Me – your fears I’ll dispel;
Rest easy in My arms and loving care;
And be sure in your heart that I am there!
D01: 4/23/2013
Duchess01 Monday, 13 May 2024
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/05/13/dear-kmag-20240513-joe-biden-didnt-win-%e2%9d%80-open-topic/#comment-1276994
BE WITH ME, JESUS
Be with me – take not – Your presence from me;
Let Your Spirit dwell – in me – let Him be;
My strength and solace – in turmoil of heart;
From me, Oh Lord – let Him never depart!
Without You, Lord – there is no breath of life;
Without You, Lord – the sorrow – it is rife;
Happiness eludes me – from my soul – it is gone;
Your peace in me – is vacant – totally withdrawn!
Hide not Your face from me – show me Your love;
Touch my heart with Your grace – sent from above;
Abandon me not – in my hour of need;
In Your great love, Lord – I am blessed indeed!
Fill me with your Spirit – right to the brim;
Let not hopelessness enter – faith be dim
Renew me – redo me – all over again;
Today – tomorrow – forever – Amen!
Infuse me – use me – for Your Glory, Lord;
Let me not forget – the truth in Your Word;
Raise me up, Lord – both steadfast and strong;
Be with me, Lord – where You only belong!
Strengthen me – Lord – oh, please hear my cry;
I don’t need to know the what, where or why;
I trust in Your judgment – Your mercy, Lord;
I trust in the truth revealed in Your Word!
I trust in Your Love poured out on the Tree;
I trust in Your Promise to always be;
Faithful and true for eyes that can see;
There for us all – who trust in Thee!
Be with me – Lord – refresh me – renew me;
This pain and discomfort – really threw me;
Jesus, come quickly – come quickly, I pray;
Let this doubt not take hold – unravel – fray!
Oh, precious, incorruptible Blood of the Lamb;
Encompass me – protect me – the sinner I am;
Enthrall me – befall me – change me within;
Blot my sin – from Thy sight – let it begin!
Wherein and where out – let the demon flee;
Far away – to the dry place – let it be;
Confined in the spaces – to do no harm;
To cause no distress – disruption – alarm!
Wash me – and cleanse me – pure white as snow;
Be near me – cheer me – wherever I go;
Lift my distress – give me some rest – I pray;
Be with me, Jesus – and love me Your Way!
D01: 07/14/2013
Duchess01 from Tuesday, 14 May 2024 reminding us “God always has something better😀”
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/05/14/dear-kag-20240514-open-thread/#comment-1277319
RENEW OUR MINDS, LORD
Let us not concentrate on the evil of the day
Let machinations of the enemy hold no sway
Free us from manic mind manipulation
Let Your Holy Word be our contemplation
Fashion our minds with Your Holy Grace
Fix our eyes on the splendor of our space
Breathe on us Your hallowed breath of life
Release us from daily sorrow and strife
Let us reflect on the beauty of Your creation
With awe and wonder without hesitation
So much more to appreciate aptly akin
That brings warmth to the heart herein
Cleanse us, Lord, from wayward thoughts
From worldly concerns and jackpots
From fleshly fetishes that only distract
Keep our minds wholly on You intact
Prepare our perspective to reach higher
Patient perseverance blessings acquire
While we all do fall short of Your Glory
Tis not the end of our earthly story
Infuse our minds with rich refreshment
Help us acquire accrued assessment
Give us the key to heavenly access
Secured by You will be our successes
Help us grow closer to You each day
To the Life, the Truth, and the only Way
Purify our hearts minds and bodies ado
From anything that separates us from You
Refined in the fire we all shall be
As we strive to be more holy like Thee
Renew Our Minds, Lord, we humbly implore
Guide us to eternity evermore
D01: 02/13/2023
Duchess01 from Wednesday 15 May 2024
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/05/15/dear-kag-20240515-open-thread/#comment-1277623
WALK BY FAITH
Blessed are they who believe outright;
Who have eyes to see – and His insight;
Who have heard His Word – and abide in it;
Who – through His Spirit – simply intuit!
Faith – is a leap into the unknown – unseen;
It requires obedience – pure and pristine;
When the voice of the Spirit – guides the heart;
The unforeseen fear will quickly depart!
Faith is belief – the assent of the mind;
To the truth of another – from behind;
Resting on the authority – of the Spirit;
Judgment less evidence – you will merit!
Faith is relief – the release of the mind;
God’s revelation of the highest kind;
Confidence comes – from the mind of God;
A wondrous gift – to whit we are awed!
Belief in the scriptures – is the basis of faith;
The being and perfection of God – is a wraith;
Through Jesus Christ – and His revelation;
Our faith in Him – brings this elevation!
Faith is confidence – in the promises of God;
Without which through life – in fear – we will trod;
The truthful declarations – in His Holy Word;
Are accurate acclamations – be rest assured!
Faith is not speculation – it is truth;
A gift from God – He granted in youth;
With certainty in what – God has declared;
Inspired by Him – cannot be impaired!
Faith is correctness – assurance of heart;
That God will uphold us right from the start;
Adherence to the truth is beyond reproach;
With sincerity – honesty – above approach!
If you have faith like the mustard seed;
You will not sin – in word or in deed;
Faith will uphold you – through turmoil and pain;
With confidence – in His Word – you will gain!
Step forward in faith – leave fear behind;
Let faith be an asset – to body and mind;
Trust in His Word – and His veracity;
Let His grace increase – faith capacity!
D01: 10/06/2013
Duchess01 posted Thursday, 16 May 2024
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/05/16/dear-maga-open-thread-20240516/#comment-1278078
FEAR OF THE LORD
The law of the Lord is perfect and true;
It revives the soul – and gives life to you;
The rule of the Lord – you can trust;
It gives wisdom to the simple – a thrust!
The precepts of the Lord are right and real;
They gladden the heart – with righteous zeal;
The commands of the Lord are crystal clear;
They give songs to the voice – chords to the ear!
The Fear of the Lord is holy – abides;
Wherein – the heart – that the Spirit resides;
The decrees of the Lord are true and just;
So Fear of the Lord for all is a must!
More to be desired than the purest gold;
Sweeter than honey from the comb threefold;
For in them – the servant – finds instruction;
From precept to precept – no deduction!
Great reward comes from their very keeping;
Only He can detect error speaking;
Of hidden faults – His justice surely acquits;
From the judgment seat upon which He sits!
From presumption – we must be restrained;
From judging others – we must be retrained;
Under presumption – we make ourselves blameless;
Not cleansed from grave sin – or even shameless!
Let the spoken word of your mouth – win favor;
Let your thoughts be pure – that they He may savor;
Let your heart be of a clean – contrite nature;
Let your heart – the Holy Spirit – capture!
The Fear of the Lord – is not fear at all;
It’s His love in your heart – so answer His call;
His precepts – commands – decrees are all there;
To guide you – correct you – keep you aware!
Be prudent – be faithful – be thankful you are;
Chosen by Him – loved – and cherished by far;
The Fear of the Lord – is His awesomeness;
Give thanks – for His love – and His blessedness!
D01: 11/18/2013
Duchess01 from Friday, 17 May 2024
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/05/17/dear-maga-tgif-open-thread-20240517/#comment-1278606
RESCUE ME
Angel of the Lord stay with me tonight
Help me to endure till the morning light
When the soldiers arrive to help me flee
Thru the maze of the tunnels and be free
Rescue me from this horrific plight
From the daily pain help me take flight
Take all of the babies heaven bound
No more suffering the terror sound
Let silence bring peace from abuse
And nightmares cease to induce
Memories of frightful occurrences
Bring forth the mighty deterrences
Sweet Jesus come and comfort me
Let nothing that hurts come to be
Let no one touch me unnecessarily
Bring forth the soldiers militarily
Let this be the last horror I see
Come quickly Lord and rescue me
Get me out of the oppressors way
Guide me out of the tunnels today
Take me to freedom into the light
Take me far from the oppressors sight
Bring me into the open arms of love
Follow the Angels sent from above
Thank You for ending my agony
Thank You for setting me free
Thank You for so caring be
Thank You for rescuing me!
D01: 07/10/2021
Duchess01 a 2nd from Friday, 17 May 2024
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/05/17/dear-maga-tgif-open-thread-20240517/#comment-1278603
TIME AFTER TIME
When all seems lost notice what happens next
God suddenly halts it at its apex
God said for us He will make an escape
Just as He promised in His Word takes shape
He will never abandon or leave us alone
To face problems without solution shown
When we put our trust completely in Him
The problem will no longer seem so grim
We might find answers thru advice of friends
Or maybe thru our thinking God will cleanse
Clarify and correct less the emotion
To help us strive and stop the commotion
Some days are plagued with sorrow and pain
We simply must manage stay safe and sane
One mishap after another to knock us down
Somehow we remain afloat and not drown
It is easy to see when we have faith
Just as in His Word He simply saith
For without faith we sure cannot please God
Cause faith is the substance of hope unflawed
When you lean not on your own understanding
You’ll see His power exert expanding
Acknowledging Him brings Him close at hand
His knowledge and wisdom at our command
Time after time God has proven His love
Definitively infinitely from above
Remember He resides inside of you
To assist abet with all that you do
D01: 07/31/2023
Duchess01 Saturday, 18 May 2024
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/05/18/2024%c2%b705%c2%b718-joe-biden-didnt-win-daily-thread/#comment-1279069
FEAST ON WISDOM
Happy are those who Feast on Wisdom;
Who savor her knowledge of His Kingdom;
She will refresh and nourish them wisely;
Her assistance is welcome – quite precisely!
Heavenly bread – her drink – understanding;
So succor her knowledge notwithstanding;
Her nourishment is constant and truthful;
Not for the blind of faith – or for the youthful!
Refreshment is – the fruit of the Spirit;
Through the lens of faith – we can intuit;
What can one do with only knowledge alone?
With no understanding – knowledge is prone!
The sweetness of Wisdom is God’s Great Gift;
Knowledge plus understanding – a lofty lift;
From the abyss of deception we will arise;
The richness of Wisdom is for only the wise!
His Word alone – not the fruit of the earth;
Sustains His faithful ones – from their rebirth;
The bread of Wisdom is insight – not mirth;
Her drink is understanding – knowledge worth!
Refreshed by His Word – and nourished divine;
His faithful ones repent – sin – they decline;
His Spirit indwells – in the temple of man;
Where wisdom is instilled – according to plan!
Your steadfastness, Lord, assures that within;
Both knowledge and understanding defeat sin;
When the two are united – wisdom be told;
A magnificent miracle – inside to behold!
For what is a man who is wise beyond years;
If he hears not – listens not – to what he hears;
If he has knowledge without understanding;
His foundation is shaky – so is his landing!
The Gift of the Spirit is Wisdom – and Grace;
The mind becomes avid – with Faith in place
The body is sound – the spirit is free;
So Feast on Wisdom – sweet delicacy!
Proportioned and balanced as God created;
With knowledge and understanding related;
Combined with His Word in perfect harmony;
Let’s Feast on Wisdom – His Word brilliantly!
D01: 08/20/2013
From Duchess, here:
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/05/19/dear-maga-20240519-open-topic-2/#comment-1279405
GOD’S GREAT LOVE
When God gave His Only Begotten Son;
The ransom for souls – the victory won;
He demonstrated His great love to be;
For all His Beloved – for you and me!
By the Blood of the Lamb – we are redeemed;
There’s no other way it could be it seemed;
His sacrifice was pure – untainted by sin;
Let the suffering end – His new life begin!
There is no greater love one man can give;
Than to lay down His life and to forgive;
He forgave His oppressors – yes He did;
His victory over death – all amid!
What does God want in return for His love?
Is it peace among men or branch of olive?
For what do we strive to do day after day?
What is it we need – to live only His way?
We must love Him with our mind, heart, and soul;
Serve Him through others – His heart to console;
Serve no other gods – no idols have we;
The servant of all – He wants us to be!
We must keep our Sabbath to worship Him;
Not just for one day – but surely passim;
We must honor our earthly mother and dad;
The best of caretakers we ever had!
We must not kill our brother – any way;
In spirit or slander or libel – betray;
We must take not – what belongs not to us;
Or covet the goods of another thus!
We must not covet the wife of any man;
Or lust in our hearts because we can;
No envy or malice can we keep inside;
Nor from God should we ever seek to hide!
We must love our neighbor as Jesus loved;
Do all that we can – make him so beloved;
For it is in giving that we will receive;
And it is in dying – we come to believe!
Dying to self – to follow Jesus, Our Lord;
Is that which will bring us to full accord;
Keeping His Word – we must strive to do;
For God’s Great Love lives in me and you!
D01: 07/26/2013
Also here:
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/07/08/dear-kmag-20240708-joe-biden-didnt-win-%e2%9d%80-open-topic/#comment-1301127
Duchess01 1 part of 2 Monday, 20 May 2024
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/05/20/dear-kmag-20240520-joe-biden-didnt-win-%e2%9d%80-open-topic/#comment-1279821
PEACE AND COMFORT
If you are looking for serenity
It’s not attached to your identity
It’s not something you can purchase or buy
Nor is it something you can test or try
In life there’ll be trials and tribulation
At times an acquired aberration
Is your mind overwhelmed out of control
With no influence to calm or cajole
Have you cried for comfort that does not come
Are your senses silent your body benumb
Are you irritable and anxious too
Wondering what you are going to do
There is no place to go to stop the noise
When you’ve lost your confidence and your poise
When your thoughts are tethered in a twist
When you’re tied up in knots and can’t resist
Is this a state of your own creation
Have you given in to some temptation
Have you failed to stop and take time to pray
Have you asked God to intervene today
Have you sought answers solely thru your mind
Have you ignored prompts of the Spirit kind
Have you petitioned God with your solution
Or have you trusted God with His locution
There is no Peace and Comfort without God
There is nowhere to turn that is not flawed
There is no love hope or even a chance
That you will be able to Happy Dance
D01: 07/16/2023
Duchess01 2nd part of 2 poems Monday 20 May 2024
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/05/20/dear-kmag-20240520-joe-biden-didnt-win-%e2%9d%80-open-topic/#comment-1279819
THE PEACE OF THE LORD
Good Morning, Jesus! How are You today?
There is something on my mind I just have to say
This week has been not just a challenge for me
It has been demanding and trying as it could be.
If I thought last week was a trial catching up
Tying up loose ends of projects – curb the backup
Rewrites and mistakes I must make right
Why am I flustered and oh so uptight?
I had to stop the panic – get my head on straight
To be done and completed – I just could not wait
In all the anxiety – I forgot one important thing
I had not remembered – I was under Your wing.
All the sources I amassed for my work
The one high above all I must not shirk
It was You, Sweet Jesus – I left behind
Have I lost my edge – misplaced my mind?
I stopped what I was doing to take quick stock
My website – went awry – it really did not rock
Of course without help – what could I expect
I must go to my rock and get it all checked.
I stopped again – remembered her advice
I must pray – and ask – if I have to – twice
I must trust in God – with all of my heart
Lean not on myself – right from the start.
Help me, Lord – I prayed heartedly out loud
Help me to focus – mind out of the cloud
Help me organize – this mess on my desk
Make it flow smoothly – be not so grotesque!
All of a sudden – and out of the blue
It came clearly to me – what I had to do
Tweak and correct the whackadoodle site
Get back my clarity – fight the good fight.
The rewrites went well – whipped them off quick
The focus – the clarity – the much needed trick
Without Your help – it would not have been done
Cause You are the Way – the Life – and the One!
The One to whom I must direct my course
The Only One who can be a good source
You are my Savior in all that I do
Without You – I am nothing – that is true.
Through all I have suffered to get it all done
With You by my side – the victory was won
So – Thank You, Jesus – for coming to me
For helping me finish – helping me see.
From the bottom of my heart – I pray you know
I have done my best – Your glory to show
I am grateful, Lord – for the gifts You gave
To use them wisely – Your honor to save.
You blessed me, Lord – what more can I say
You saved me, Lord – to relish this day
Thanks to Your guidance – my panic did cease
The anxiety is gone – and now I have peace.
D01: 05/15/2019
From:
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/05/20/dear-kmag-20240520-joe-biden-didnt-win-%e2%9d%80-open-topic/#comment-1279870
CARL !!! CARL !!! CARL !!!
Please pardon my not present precious platitudes – BUT
I would be amiss in my attitudes – IF
I did not profusely ‘thank you’ – FOR
Your bountiful ‘Sunday Beatitudes !!!
SPECIAL ARE YOU
God made each of us unique and solely
Like He – He wanted us to be holy
He gave each of us both gifts and talents
All are designed to keep us in balance
No two are similar or even the same
Nor were we endowed from whence we came
As we grow through our talents we thrive
And we know through grace our gifts come alive
Have you any idea how special you are
More amazing than you believe by far
What would happen if you missed just one day
Who would fill in the blank and pave the way
No matter what others might say or think
No one can replace you if you should blink
God placed you right where He wants you to be
Without hesitation from you or me
If you think of a structure less one block
Or a herd of sheep less one from the flock
Then you know how very special are you
How important it is to do what you do
If you are a page in a chapter book
How will the story make sense or look
The missing link to this mystery
Well it could be you or it could be me
If you are wondering where you fit in
Just take a step back to where you have been
Consider where we would be without you
So Special are You to this Treehouse crew
D01: 06/09/2023
Duchess01 Tuesday, 21 May 2024
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/05/21/dear-kag-20240521-open-thread/#comment-1280494
STRENGTHEN MY HEART
Have mercy on me, my Lord and my God;
For I am distressed – in chains I am shod;
My tears flow like rivers – raging from strain;
My heart is pierced – my throat aches in pain!
My life spent in sorrow – and in deep regret;
My sins are before me – I cannot forget;
In repentance I seek You – for right relief;
Your loving kindness is – my refuge – belief!
Lord – affliction – has broken down my strength;
From helplessness, stress – I suffer at length;
My foes have encompassed me – all around;
They ravage me daily – destruction bound!
I trust in You, Lord – take comfort in You;
Come to my aid – Lord – Refresh me anew;
My life is in Your hands – if it be Your Will;
Calm the waters – from their raging – be still!
Feed me – knead me – with Your nourishing grace;
Through faith without fear – my weakness erase;
Infuse me with courage – and strengthen me;
Help me be steadfast – a stronghold like Thee!
Let me be glad and rejoice in Your love;
Assured in Your goodness sent from above;
Let me not – for one moment – be fearful;
Keep me far from unsure – doubtful – tearful!
Free me from distress – of body and mind;
Help me walk self-assured – no longer blind;
With my life in Your hands – deliver me;
From the throes of my foes – let me be free!
Strengthen My Heart – as only You know how;
Pour forth Your knowledge – understanding now;
Send in Your angels – with reinforcements;
Lift up my spirit – in inch increments!
Send forth Your Spirit – to enlighten me;
With knowledge – understanding – wisdom be;
A tower of strength – instilled in my heart;
Let not Your Spirit – from me ere depart!
Strengthen My Heart – my Lord and my King;
Let the indwelling Spirit – His power bring;
Your justice – Oh Lord – from on high rain down;
Let Your Heavenly Grace – be forever my crown!
D01: 09/30/2013
Duchess01 Wednesday, 22 May 2024
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/05/22/dear-kag-20240522-open-thread/#comment-1281052
FORGIVE THY BROTHER
Love your neighbor as I have loved you;
This is what Jesus asked us all to do;
Judge not or you will be judged right the same;
Blame not a soul – don’t defile his or her name!
Only God knows the heart – it is His to know;
Backbiting and gossip – we must forego;
If we engage in demeaning our brother;
It hurts only us – not at all the other!
For God does not look kindly on attacks;
It is He who will correct – give the whacks;
In His conviction – he will pity the one;
Vengeance is His – and will be swiftly done!
Jesus wants us to forgive – or we will not;
When we ask forgiveness – as we ought;
We must be willing to forgive and forget;
Or forgiveness of sins – we’ll not beget!
Blaming one’s neighbor – to elevate self;
That’s not what God wants – for him or herself;
We must be accountable for falling short;
Of His glory and mercy – no smart retort!
What will we say when we stand before Him;
Will we make excuses – keep blaming Jim?
At that point it’ll be too late for amends;
It will be pointless then to forgive our friends!
Forgiveness is freedom from guilt and shame;
It comes when we repent and take the blame;
For our cruelty and meanness toward another;
For falsely accusing our sister or brother!
Be slow to anger – and quick to forgive;
Without guilt and guile is the way to live;
With love and understanding – you will be;
In God’s good graces – and frankly – free!
Creating strife among one’s sister or brother;
It is not really how you love one another;
Jesus commanded us to love as He did;
His Peace He gave us – to share not forbid!
Forgive one another – be a light in the dark;
Be love toward your brother – and set the spark;
For the peacemakers – the Word says are duly;
Called Children of God – and quite blessed – truly!
D01: 11/17/2013
Duchess01 Thursday, 23 May 2024
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/05/23/dear-maga-open-thread-20240523/#comment-1281659
FOR YOU, CV, AND ALL WHO ARE IN NEED OF HEAVENLY HELP –
I NEED HEAVENLY HELP
Have you noticed lately, Lord
I am shaky, unhinged, and floored
At what has just happened to me
I am not as sound as I used to be
My steps are labored I cannot sprint
My mind is sharp my muscles splint
My gait is slow and wouldn’t you know
My 100-yard dash it ain’t no mo
When I was young full of energy I was
My prowess in sport impressive it twas
But now I struggle just to keep going
As the years pass by I am slowing
I cannot complain by any measure
My life has taken on brand new treasure
My daily chores are so different now
An about turn they have taken somehow
I contemplate and meditate much more
My prayers are more meaningful than before
My divine appointment has been redefined
With His Divine Will it is much more aligned
Sometimes I need help keeping upright
A cane prevents me from taking flight
A handrail assists in climbing the stairs
Without these aids I could land anywheres
It is manifest madly maturing
How many more years there’s no assuring
But God has made provision for us
No reason to fret or kick up a fuss
He provides us with companions of all sorts
From animals to flowers diamonds and quartz
He turns our attention to things on high
He prompts us to look up into the sky
He sends us smiles and blessings each day
Just not in the ordinary or usual ways
A giggle here and a belly laugh there
From cyber friends on blogs everywhere
So if you are feeling old and less than useful
Remember there is more for you that’s museful
There are babies and kitties and puppies
And there are wokies, pokies and yuppies
There are nitpickers pastors and prophets
There is beauty in nature and soffits
We could be here all day naming the gifts
How marvelously God’s blessing uplifts
Suffice as to say on any given day
There are things that appear to get in the way
There are frustrations/delays we must endure
And many bumps in the road that is for sure
So if you are feeling bumped and bruised
And your body is reeling from being abused
Call on the Angels charged to assist you
And thank God they can never resist you!
D01: 02/23/2023
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Duchess01 Also Thursday 23 May 2024
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/05/23/dear-maga-open-thread-20240523/#comment-1281612
SERVANT OF ALL
Who is the greatest boxer of all time?
Who bragged he was super star so sublime?
Who was the runner who outran the rest?
Who clocked in his time as the very best?
Who was the richest man recently noted?
Who had wealth so vast – ego so bloated?
Who was the most famous movie star of all?
Pardon me – please – I really cannot recall!
When will the first be the last you ask?
For many are called and taken to task;
Who are the few that are chosen to be?
Elevated by God – for eternity!
It is the man with a humble, contrite heart;
Who repents of his sin from the very start;
His head hung in sorrow – he fervently pleads;
He knows it’s forgiveness – he surely needs!
He who gives thanks for blessings each day;
Is well aware of what Father would say;
If he took the choicest in life as his own;
Shared neither his wealth nor what he had sown!
If each seat taken was the best in the house;
First and foremost – and forever the louse;
Would his mansion in Heaven be the best?
Or would the fiery furnace be eternal rest?
Are we like the man who was hung on the tree?
Are we poor, humble, and as kind as He?
Compassionate, loving, and caring toward all?
Gentle, long-suffering – virtually – on call?
Do we look for attention at every turn?
Is it fame and fortune for which we yearn?
Do we take the first seat or sit in the last?
Are we meek and humble – securely steadfast?
The greatest of all is not one who’s achieved;
The best and the brightest are not conceived;
It’s the few who – among many – He will call;
The greatest will be the servant of all!
D01: 06/28/2013
Duchess01 on Friday, 24 May 2024
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/05/24/dear-maga-tgif-open-thread-20240524/#comment-1282068
FREE AND CLEAR
What is the matter with you
What’s got you in a tizzy
Not sure of what you must do
Or is your mind just busy
What is it you are evading
What are you hiding inside
In what have you been wading
Is it low or is it high tide
Are you awake at night
Feeling restless and so blue
About what in plain sight
Is bugging the heck out of you
Is there something you left undone
Or someone you left behind
Or something you have just begun
That just will not let you unwind
Tap into the Spirit of God
Ask what it is He wants of you
Even though your thinking is flawed
Receive what He says you must do
Speak not – just listen to Him
To what He guides you to do
Let Him fill you up to the brim
Allow Him to give you a clue
The Spirit speaks directly
Does not falter or miss a cue
Precisely and correctly
He will determine what to do
For success you must be willing
For the process it is divine
It is sure to be most thrilling
It is special and only thine
He will untangle the turmoil
He will decipher your thought
Because it is for the uncoil
The price for which you were bought
Do you deny what He did for you
Have you forgotten what He suffered
Is all of this worth what you must do
Are you willing now to be buffered
Then stop all the nonsense
And agree to reconcile
Being stubborn makes no sense
So stop acting juvenile
Make peace with sister/brother
What Jesus expects you to do
Hold no grudge with another
Let go – Let God do it for you
Tied up in a knot is nowhere to be
It obstructs your love and vision
It becomes an impossibility
For what remains is a scission
Peace be with you all of your days
May your mind be free and clear
Decisive in all of your ways
God loves you so much you hear?
D01: 04/04/2022
An “off-Tree” poem I thought was nice!
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/05/24/dear-maga-tgif-open-thread-20240524/#comment-1281996
A poem by “DailyNoah.com”
A man of stature, bold and grand,
Born to lead, with plans in hand.
Champion of the people’s voice,
Driven by a nation’s choice.
Eager to bring change anew,,
Hailing from a business norm.
Fearless in his red, white, blue.
Guiding through both calm and storm
In his stride, ambition gleams,
Just as bold as all his dreams.
Keeping promises, standing tall,
Leading with a vision for all.
Mighty in his quest for more,
Never one to shy from war.
Opening doors with steady hand,
Powerful across the land.
Questing for a future bright,
Rising in the morning light.
Strong in face of critics’ cries,
Tireless under endless skies.
Unyielding in his quest for fame,
Victory in his very name.
Waving banners, high and proud,
Xenial to the cheering crowd.
Yearning for a world at peace,
Zealous in his great release.
https://x.com/DailyNoahNews/status/1793782008994230300
Duchess01, Saturday 25 May 2024
https://www.theqtree.com/2024/05/25/2024%c2%b705%c2%b725-joe-biden-didnt-win-daily-thread/#comment-1282528
TEACH ME LORD
In the misty morning – at the break of dawn;
With sleepy eyes and – muddy mind I fawn;
Send your assistance and blessing my way;
Dear Heavenly Father – teach me today!
I fall on my knees to give glory and praise;
I sing with the angels – our song we raise;
In thanksgiving – I thank You for all I have;
For Your comfort – consolation – and salve!
Teach me – to love – as You willingly do;
To be servant of all – just like You;
Help me to learn to be humble and last;
Help me let go of mistakes of the past!
Teach me compassion – for my neighbor today;
Help me understand – his distress – if I may;
Help me bring comfort – condolence to him;
Lift up his spirit – when his faith is slim!
Help me be more like You – assured in love;
With confidence in my Father above;
With trust in Your steadfast faithfulness;
With fidelity – teach me – gratefulness!
Teach me – to invite – the Spirit within;
Through repentance and grace – let Him in;
To guide and chide me – when I should fall short;
Help me – to His wisdom – quickly resort!
Teach me – not my will – but His will be done;
Through Him and with Him – the battle is won;
Teach me – acceptance – when I find it hard;
To repent – reconcile – and pride disc